Walking in my footsteps
Keeping with the beat  
Movements in its memory kept
As I walk the street.

In every facet of light that's known
It's always by my side.
With every movement ever shown
Does it dare try to hide.

It bothers some,
It doesn't bother me
It keeps its place
And lets me be.

Some try to deny
That it's there at all
They question why
You can't see it when darkness falls.

It's called a shadow to some of us,
To others, I do not know.
A controversy and a fuss
The subject starts to grow.

You see, my shadow is a reflection of God in me,
A reminder from above.
The greatest assurance there could ever be
That I'm always surrounded with love.

As days go by I wonder why
The sun sets in the west.
But I needn't  worry why
Because God knows best.

And as I sit there thinking
As humbly as can be,
I think of all the good things
God has done for me.

So when you awaken
From day to day,
Think of all the good things
When you pray.

The Raven she speaks with a proud cry
Among the bluebird and the butterfly
Saying words whose life I knew
Near open doors and gallant bleu.

Giving life to lovers true
Beyond say the tomb,  gave life anew.
Fleeting moments too few to savor
Mending hearts two bruised to hear.

Find my name unspoken trust
Near the ore, untempted lust.
Bring to have, hearts amend
Sacred love of thine, Dear Devoted Friend.

She was a little bluebird
Among the monkeys in a tree.
She sang among the monkeys
Just as proud as she could be.

And then one day the monkeys said,
"Little bluebird fly away."
Our soul is full of sweet, sweet songs
You sang of every day.

We are better monkeys now
Than we ever were before
So take flight unto the heavens
And sing forever more.

So the bluebird flew away
And sang to others she had met.
And although she sang as proudly,
Her monkeys, she could not forget.

The bluebird loved her friendly monkeys
And she knew one day she would
Return to sing another song
To her monkeys if she could.

Once upon a monkey
In a tree so high
Lived a little baby blue bird
As blue as the sky.

The monkey oh so limber
And the bluebird  oh so blue
Lived together nicely
In a tree made for two.

So if you ever see a bluebird
Perched upon a monkey's shoulder
Just know it's only temporary
Until bluebird's a little older.

In the quickened breeze,
My mind slips with ease
To a place of long ago,
Where little girls pranced
In a mystical dance
And stardust sprinkled like snow.

Little boys rushed to see
With what beauty and ease
Of grace that did keep them a-daze,
But none was the wiser
When the dance of Delilah
Sent their minds through a mystical maze.

To the spectators' delight
as she danced through the night
unaware of what spell she had cast,
Transfixed with a smile
They dazed all the while
As times' future had soon become past.

And hundred years of fixation
And a fine lad's dedication
To dance with his heart's delight,
Was now set at ease
As he bent to his knees
To kiss the hand of his dream goodnight.

His pulse beat slowly
And his heart felt lowly
Though this moment he knew soon had to end.
Would this dream have to cease?
Did his imagination increase
Just to allow his yearning heart to mend?

The mystery ends as it did begin
As I reflect on days then
Of a lad who danced with his love.
Like the leaves of trees
Dancing in the breeze
A silhouette in shadow to see,
The dance of Delilah and He.