Shadows 3

Hebrews 10:1 

10 For the law possesses a shadow of the good things to come but not the reality itself, and is therefore completely unable, by the same sacrifices offered continually, year after year, to perfect those who come to worship.

 

 

SHADOWS

 

Shadows, shadows ... every where shadows

casting images in my mind's syndrome.

Should I trust in only shadows

they disappear when the "SON' is gone.

 

Doubting ... doubting ... always doubting

the only certain thing I see.

Is it normal to rely on doubting

as in spirit I'm fully free?

 

Marvel ... marvel ... constant marvel

all the new appears old hat.

Some is good hoping for changes

but most is used quickly for bad.

 

Justice ... justice ... where is justice?

Where did I misplace that thing?

Did it of its own will leave me

being used as a futile thing?

 

Brightness ... brightness will cast shadows                                         

and as they strike parts of myself.

Will these shadows become my brightness?

A little glitter ... spread on a shelf?

 

Jan Wienen

This poem is about: 
Me

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