Shadow

It came in the night,
  it doesn't remain in the morning
Gone as a dream in
  the mists of memory, a wisp
Not to be pulled at,
  because it is lost now, and so
New thoughts fill
  and spill out, coming into being
By just a breath, yet is it
  a thought on the wind, here and gone
Something to not be held
  down or captured, but allowed the
Freedom to come and go,
  roll and change, like the Spirit blown

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