Speechless Witness Poem by Bernard F. Asuncion

A silent twin that stretches, shrinks, and sways,
A darkened mimic through the sunlit days.
No voice to speak, no hand to touch or hold,
A phantom presence, stories yet untold.

It dances with us in the morning's light,
A lengthened figure reaching for its height.
At midday's peak, a compact, somber blot,
Then lengthens once more, as daylight's fires are shot.

It hides within us when the night descends,
A secret partner where our journey ends.
A constant echo of our every stride,
A darkened truth that cannot be denied.

It mirrors motion with a faithful grace,
A fleeting image in this transient space.
A somber reminder of a mortal frame,
A shadow's whisper calling out our name.

Yet in its darkness, a mystery resides
A quiet watcher where the spirit glides.
A hidden self that follows where we roam,
The human shadow forever finding home.