Shadows

Shadows..the unknown...what do you see?

Coax revelation from
the shadow splinters
Pan shouts for Wendy-lady
to sew them into eternity-
trade tomorrow
for today's continuity.

He harvests shadows
of reality; releases time
from linear confines-
sprinkles pixy sparkles
on the wind.

Gathering inward
shadow souls of flight;
flying, flying at a standstill
as the sun sets
blending shadows
into night's unending heart.