in reflection, t’was i but a shadow
of those before me and those after, though
my light was dim because of my silence,
quiet was my space, i knew none other
when music played, i would sing but
my voice would not make sound, for i
chose to not be heard amidst the chorus
of others, as my words meant little
in the shadows i remained, because mine
eyes and ears had precedence, whilst my
breath would deeply fill inside my chest
and my heart would quietly flutter
then as years behind me began to gather
the quiet of my voice remained still, as i
learned that in silence my spirit grew when
listening to trees while in the wind they blew
thus, when my light was dim, still i cast a
shadow, maybe not like others did or as now
they do, yet my shadow was silently cast with
the colors of a rainbow hue
