#poetry - hiding in the shadows

i come to the boulder
and find i have no arms.
the clouds casting shadow
trick my mind and i doze.
i dream i'm a weightless
all light mystical rose.
i think i wake but i can only see
the shadows'
casting by who knows
the pattern's pointing follows
there is something causing this
and it does so i can see it.

my left hand is holding
the stone you left behind.
my right hand is smoothing
out the waves so it can ride.
if there is a peace out there
please come in with the tide.
like our love this stone will find
the shadows,
casting by who knows
the skipping pattern follows
there is something causing this
and it does so we can see it.

if you come to town please holler
and i'll give you what you deserve---
a little magic lantern
you can use to throw the nerves
on this whole time i've know us,
every question and answer,
for now, as the stone, our love is hiding
in shadows
casting by, who knows
where patterns point, and skipping this
it does so we can see our love while hiding
in shadows.