The Nature of Shadow

A meaningless corner
Adjacent to scarlet brick
The lone companion of long
Stretching winter shadows
Neither cohort befriends
The dormant frosty sun.
They single out a meaningless
Plant longing for light
Detesting the intangible iceberg
Green has faded to black
Hopelessly stagnant inside
Shadows

A Budding young man called Jon
Planted next to third world hesitation
Mocked by confusing shadows
Unable to melt the frost off
His dormant rays of intellect
He must only walk
Abandon dim paralysis
He is young, green
And rooted in
Shadows
~DaLe 04.09.08