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The Shadow

what shadow crosses there
that seek no recognition of time
of moments and of grounds
but not the person

where we come from if not
the shadow that crosses ages
because the progenitor is one
the sun and the stars

[+] Inspired by Nayan's tributes.


Keshi said…
Ghosty I feel blonde cos I didnt get this :(

Ghost Particle said…
nah keshi...u still a babe :p

this one means that our shadow traverses time and space together with us, and the shadow is the true character of us because on the sun can illuminate its true nature. And from the sun we all came.
Kuan Gung said…
Great stuff ghost particle...truly great!
Jeevan said…
Nice one:) the explanation was good!
QUASAR9 said…
Hi Ghost Particle,
a space tourist is a feat in itself
there are many promises ahead, if
we can just stop squabbling over oil and land, and combine our efforts to make the earth a better place, build a moon base, travel beyond our solar system and discover the universe and new worlds in the far far and beyond
Sojourner said…
thank god keshi asked the question.
But GP, what is a shadow without the original? Shadows are almost always exaggerations(expanded) or down played(shortened) and even when equal sized, they abstract!
But, beautiful!
Ghost Particle said…
[kuan gung] thanx buddy!

[jeevan] Thanx nanba.

[Q9] Yes...everything starts from something...hope this will be big and pave the way for something stronger.

[sojourner] shadows are creations with a source, and we are part of the creation. But we ourselves are stuck in between mythology and science. ironic isnt it? Thanx buddy.

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when we sit admiring
the cool breeze and wandering droplets
we realize we are admiring the beauty of loneliness
from afar, of you and me