"Through the Looking Glass: A Poetic Journey with Shadows"

In twilight's embrace, shadows come alive,

Mysterious phantoms, where secrets strive.

Silent companions, trailing at our feet,

Unseen dancers, their presence discreet.

They mimic our movements, our every sway,

Attached to us, as night turns to day.

They stretch and contort, shape-shifting art,

Ethereal beings, playing their part.

In darkness they whisper, secrets untold,

Stories woven within their darkness, bold.

They dance on the walls, painting with shade,

A canvas of mystery, a nocturnal cascade.

Oh, shadows, enigmatic and deep,

In your realm of darkness, secrets seep.

An enigma of existence, both near and far,

Captivating us, like a midnight star.

Through light and darkness, you faithfully follow,

Ever-present, ephemeral and hollow.

Shadows, elusive and forever bound,

In your depths, a world waiting to be found.