Through Shadows
i remember grown men
telling tales
around an open fire.
they told me not to stay up late.
courage doesn't listen.
i watched that fire burn down.
i went walking through the shadows
through the darkness that stirs
in the belly of an evening forest.
i'm still that boy watching the fire
i'm still walking
through the shadows.
poem by Jude Cullup
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