Oh shadow wave, a reflection distorted by my own fears and misgivings, since at this time I can not relate to it, no true image, of its own sublime beauty and power, only changeful swirls of eluding images which dance in the corners of my perception, charcoaled by that which I do not know. There is, in truth, nothing in this shadow wave that can harm me except my own unknowing , for it is there dance that gives the foreboding howl that resonates in the hidden cavities of my soul.
I must find the light in this shadow wave, those particles of light which have flown far from their own environment can meet and mingle in a shimmering subdued rainbow of changeful colors hidden in the subterfuge, like the play of stray moonbeams in a wind swept forest.
I will mingle and dance with this play of shadow, not feeding it with any emotion but shameless observation, till they form a vortex of meaning and stream upwards, still dancing and shimmering towards their unseen source.
Ahh then pure shining immensity reveals itself as I find my self drawn up into raptures enfoldment of meaning upon meaning, which is the central principle of the emotional-instinctual nature, this life of the natural soul. It is limitless question, and limitless answer; each waxing and waning in the ever changeful flow of limitless expression. I Fear you shadow wave no longer you are but hiding light.
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