april's shine day 25/30 - another yin&yang

another yin and yang - photo reflections and shadows

I think about you every day.

I think about your shadow on my wall that day when you weren't here, that day when you did not leave a shadow on my wall any more.

And I think about your other shadows, invisible and untouchable, disintegrated, lighted, transparent.

There is a field with flowers in me, where there is no black and white and your shadows dance under the flowers.

It smells like summer there - and like bees making honey, it smells like grass and it smells like the rain is far away.

It smells like a small lizard's light run. It smells like steps.

It smells like crickets singing.

And as the sun is sinking into the water, I finally hear you smiling:

My blue shadow is always here, darling.

Just hiding, that's all.

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