In every heart, a shadow lies,
A quiet murmur, a veiled disguise.
It whispers doubt, it sows the fear,
A fleeting chill, a presence near.
Yet where there’s shadow, light must tread,
A flame that flickers, softly spread.
It rises strong when darkness falls,
Answering the night’s deep calls.
Shadow leans where light begins,
A balance held beneath our skins.
For every loss, there’s love to mend,
For every night, a dawn ascends.
The shadows teach, though cold their hand,
Of strength we hold, of where we stand.
They shape the light, they frame its hue,
They carve the path to something new.
And light, it dances, fierce and wild,
A tender guide, both soft and mild.
It reaches deep where shadows hide,
And turns to warmth what pain supplied.
Together bound, they ebb, they flow,
Through every life, through all we know.
For shadow and light, as one, define,
The human heart, its glow, divine.
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