By: TOknowWINGS~

A casting of true being, shadows…
A dark reflection cast aside by sunlight.
It is only a part of itself.
Two, one being fully formed and bright.
The shadow dark and only a cast of the real thing.
She feels drawn to the darkness, feels the shadows pain.
She wants to dance with a mystery she sees.
The real image that cast the shadow is beautful,
But the shadow desires and cries for the dance.
She relates and walks slowly to a dark moment.
A moment of which she feels secure.
Neither are afraid, for the dance is accepted.
Comfort is felt …
The proud moment is felt, in dance.
Movement had the choice, and it is made.
The choice to dance in stillness, with only a shadow.
The dance ends as the sun sets….