Peter Pan returned for his shadow. It was the “other” part of his being.
Just beyond the vibrant colors of this realm is a world of grays and black.
It mirrors our ever move
This world is alive with movement It absorbs color from all it falls upon.
It sweeps across our land keeping time for those who care to notice.
Once twilight approaches
and night falls . . .
moon shadows replace sun shadows and creatures of the night come out to dance! Enjoy . . .