
shadow of my trunk
blending with those of the trees
solidarity

shadow of my trunk
blending with those of the trees
solidarity

shadows on the way
won’t make one stumble and fall
but may hide what can

oil slick on thin ice
a shadow on the rainbow
nothing’s permanent

the same character
with lighting and background changed –
a different tale
winter morning tea
the play of light and shadow
I capture my self
