WL Schuett

Shadows Shadow

Goodnight my friend
I say my prayers
of the Earth ,
of the four winds
and the rain.

You have given all that
was inside your heart
and have moved on
to the quiet peace
of the shadows .
Where the winds have stopped
and the stillness is eternal.

I will think of you
when the cold ashes
of the night fires
are relit by the
dying embers
of a shooting star .

Only the mountains now
seem immortal.
It is true and right to die .
To navigate the high passes
over into the valley
of the shadows below .

My friend the hour
of the mirror will hold us .

I will look for you
whenever my heart feels
the tug of the
roadless horizon.
I will look for you
deep in the shadowlands
of mist .

I know
we will come together
when the winds blow
inside the shadow
of the shadows.

Goodnight my friend
travel that wind
into the mists
cold and damp .

And I will say

  • my prayers .


  • Goddess of the Mist

    This is a gem. Sadly beautiful and haunting. Thank you for sharing. The picture is lovely too!

  • myself and me

    Long time no see. I can feel it but can not express it. Love the poem and the paint. Goodnight.

  • Goldfinch60

    So good to see you back again WL and with such wonderful emotive words.


    • WL Schuett

      Thank you Andy

    • jarcher54

      Given all and moved on... that's as astute an observation as I can imagine. A touching collection of the emotions and hopes one experiences in loss.

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