who is this
shadow face,
this one who
dare not
look me
in the eye,
gaze downcast….?
featureless
and fleeting
does this shadow
hold my secrets,
my unformed
questions,
my fears?
does it have no
voice
at
all?
Playing with thoughts surrounding this picture by Dave Perry again, I was struck by the third face, the face of shadow. Our shadow side is often ignored to our detriment, and I wanted to acknowledge it’s presence…
