You are but a shadow in my land -
A thing that cannot be revealed;
A moment of fleeting energy -
In a burst, though shortly lived.
Creeping near every corner wall -
Watching, waiting; but for what;
What is it that you seek here?
In between worlds, you are caught.
Purposeful, as if on a mission -
The bursts you emit so often;
Not a heart in all the world -
This hardness within you soften.
Not one in need of any rescue -
But one who is here to prevent;
You can, though, be sent back -
To the one by whom you were sent.
Beth Layne 2009
