Shadowspeak

Leave me, it whispered

Don’t leave me, it replied

Let my essence fade away 

Integrated into the shade 

of cottonwoods and juniper 

Sometimes I’m stronger in the sun,

It sang

On Wednesdays, I die all over again,

It cried

Into the feathers of nightfall, I fly

Above the dolman

and into the Mystery

Inspired by the poetry prompt: A conversation between two shadows