” In my shadow “
in my shadow , i feel so dark .
looking in my mirror i see that
my eyes have lost their spark.
i stand here in the streets of my
own past, stuck here , hoping that
my shadowed thoughts wont last.
i ask myself why i feel this way
as i watch the tree’s dance and sway.
trying so hard to show me the way ,
i smile as if i feel their vibration, like
a song , a melody with out ryme or
i look deep inside , looking for my
wings of flight pushing away all
this false reason.
the answer is right there for the
taking , my soul singing in delite
, as i take my first flight towards
all that i have not forsaken.
which is my birth right as i walk out
of the shadow away from my past,
never looking back.
as i look into the light .
my freedom is my right .
my wisdom is my third sight.
as i claim what is mine,
that of which is my birthright .