Shadows

Shadows

A wispy vision arises in the mind,
caressing the landscape, yet covering beauty,
and there it grows, like a shadow.
As the sun sinks swiftly, into land slipping
beneath the earth where shadows
go to dwell passing time in evening - 
twilight, darkness, deep-domed things -
Awake! Let the light shine on shadows
of the deep -
Things that grew, but only
in the mind. 
Things that consume, but only
if you allow them. 
Hold it out in your outstretched hand,
and inspect how translucent it is,
then crush it with your fingertips,
letting specks of dust fall with your breath - 
it is a shadow of the mind, a wisp not visible.
Let the light shine on shadows.