Once upon a light,
Birthed a shadow.
It never dulled,
Never dwindled.
Only laid against
Walls and floors,
All, all alone.

A little shadow
Birthed from light,
All alone in its sweet home
Of frost and night so nimble

Soon it met the sun,
Something never to be touched,
Never to be tinkered,
Learned the shadow.
It searched for a friend,
But no other shade
Ever came.

A little shadow,
Birthed from light.
All alone in its sweet home
Of frost and night so nimble

Wandering for days or years,
Afraid of simple fears,
That haunted it like tears,
And the little shadow,
With no escape,
Could only run,
Towards the sun’s sweet embrace,
Knowing it’d be burned.

A little shadow,
Birthed from light,
All alone with a destiny,
Of blight.