when I was very young
walking in the morning
the sun was to my back
a quiet day was dawning
my shadow greeted me
though I was on my own
I saw my shadow watch
so I was not alone
but men will turn in age
to face the setting sun
my shadow lags behind
my journey almost done
I could look back to see
I know that he is there
he will not let me down
my shadow does his share
the golden sun ignites
the silent place I go
I am ready for the sun
I'll find the afterglow
I'll find the distant sea
beyond horizon's tide
my shadow guiding me
forever at my side
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
In darkness even your shadow leave you. Thanks for share. I invite you to read my poems as well