All shadows of clouds the sun cannot hide like the moon cannot stop oceanic tide;but a hidden star can still be smiling at night's black spell on darkness, beguiling

I’m looking for youin the bare corridor where my shadow is the only passerbyharmonizing an unsettling whisper: echoed through my chiming thoughtsFrom the poem 'Looking For You

My shadow is tired walking with me; but I have yet to be bored walking with myself, all by myself...

A farewell to my shadow is not my death; it’s my rebirth in darkness.

I love to chase my shadow to feel how it rests in the dark.