There are shadows of my life
that haunt me still
regardless of the here and now.
You would know nothing of them,
nor would you wish to
as they have no meaning for you.
But to me they bear indelibly
and for all time
the marks of life and death.
I hide in their portentous darkness
from time to time,
but mostly I cringing fear them.
And yet as they expand within me
I embrace their coldness
even as I walk with the warming sun.