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The Shadow and the Light |
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By: G. M. Gingerelli |
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© March 25, 1995 |
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As you travel down the road
to the place you long to go, |
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There are potholes, and
detours, that impede the
traffic flow. |
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But, you can learn to get
around these obstacles you
meet -- |
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It’s the shadows you
encounter that are hardest
to defeat. |
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Though shadows come from
nowhere, there are many
different kinds. |
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Some are puppets of the
light; and some are in our
minds. |
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But, all are dark by nature,
with a tendency to scare. |
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They lurk around a corner
and leap when you get there. |
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In your imagination, just as
in shifting light, |
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They change their shape,
increase their size, and
haunt you late at night. |
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And, just when you’ve
escaped the long reach of
one’s net, |
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Another one sneaks up on you
and gives you cause to fret. |
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It traps you in its web and
sticks to you like glue; |
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It’s murky composition can
camouflage what’s true. |
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And, standing in that
shadow, can block you from
the sight, |
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That just a step or two
away, the light is shining
bright. |
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Remember that these shadows
have an artificial lair; |
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When you cast a light upon
them, there’s really nothing
there. |
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A shadow has no substance;
it occupies no space. |
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When trying to confront it,
there’s nothing there to
face. |
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But, if you need a weapon to
joust with this old foe, |
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There’s one at your
disposal-- you haven’t far
to go. |
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For, escaping from the
shadows is easiest, by far, |
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If you simply look inside
you for the light of who you
are. |
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