The shadows
that cinder my trail,
Because the
way forward is yet and soon later
By what is
left, by the move to unknown.
The shadows
that cinder my trail,
Because the
light leaves behind,
The darkness
of the past,
Ahead and
with us
The light
of the present,
Is that we
see,
And in this
truth ultimate,
If this is
not true nothing else can be true,
Whereas
those not in the picture,
Makes what
is the picture of life,
And the
shadows that cinder my trail,
It signifies
for all perhaps,
Ahead is
what the shadows leave us behind.
