Your shadow popped in front of you one night
and startled you as though it were a threat,
a robber with whom which you’d have to fight,
but they turned out to be a silhouette.
And then you thought that it would be absurd
and crazy to engage a passing shade,
yet in your head that’s just what has occurred:
you’ve wrestled shadows out of thinking made.
You know now you should let those shadows pass,
aware they’re nothing that should be engaged,
as then they may just blow away like gas,
not needing to be battled with or caged.
Your shadow that you saw one evening taught
you needn’t wrestle shadows in your thought.
Mario A. Pita