Not Without A Shadow

Not without a shadow you came into this world, broken and tender to the light which pierced through the cracks of your existence. Even then there was suffering, but not yours. Even then the sky greeted you with a blue smile, and the wind brought a warm fragrance of distant joy. You tended on animals as your fingers slowly warmed up to the slow rise of an ancient sun. The mountains around you smoked of long forgotten battles and the earth cried to be left alone. Even then as you returned from the cold fields, your animals long contented by a child's touch, there was still a concealed wound of history breathing down your tender neck. The wound was never yours and you did not need to take it, nor left behind,did you ever need to seek it. And when you left that place,nestled so tightly between the broken mountains, the wound remained, and with every departing soul,buried tenderly in the wet earth , an ancient ray would penetrate through the canopy of a long forgotten tree. God Bless!