Shadow Dancers

Shadows shift atop the grass
Dancing alongside the sun
Partners synced so perfectly
Yet they remain unaware of the other
Each equally deserving of ones attention
Depending on their need
Sharing the rhythm of the earth

An oak stands sentinel
Puppeteer of the shadows
Pulling invisible strings as it sways
Leaves twist, flip, turn; rustling softly
Being manipulated by the breeze
Providing a natural melody
Serenading the dancers as they fade into the night


Dana


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