A reflection as we deal with the multitude of demands in our lives. —KZA
Shadow
a shadow flits across the clearing
a quick upward glance
too late
the bird is already gone
only the fleeting image
of the shadow lingers
a memorial
a reminder
of the limits
of body
and soul
Originally published in a microchap, Along a Woodland Path, which can be downloaded and printed on one page, by Origami Poems Project.