“Leaping ahead of me in the moonlight
My looming shadow takes flight.
Rising like a giant, it runs ahead of me
I reach out to touch him then he turn’s and flees.
I run fast to catch him, but he has disappered,
I wonder why he is so scared.
I only want him to come and play
But my little shadow keeps on running away.”
A butterfly enthralled by its shadow.
Photography & Artwork
by Holly Kempe ©