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The Bird, the Shadow, the Runnel
The bird saw a silvery runnel
Beyond a gloomy tunnel
It sparkled in the moonlight
Misty, mysterious, not bright
The bird saw a familiar shadow
Walking along a light, shallow
Unthreatening easy puddle
The bird and the shadow met, they cuddled
The possessor was puzzled
Bewildered, confused, confuzzled
How could the unhidden reveal
That he was truly trying to feel
He had to find darkness
Solitude, blatant nothingness
He had to extinguish the shadow
And became indifferent, shallow
Uncaring, unaffected, undeserving
His usual state- clearly perturbing
Why not let the rendezvous continue
Was he afraid it might inspire, imbue
Instill, distill feelings anew
Feelings so rare, feelings so few
So beautiful and worthy
Joyous, joyful, mirthy
He could not allow such a thing
He would not hear the bird sing
Elflike, impish, he cowardly ran
Trying to escape while the bird sang
He ran, he blazed, and he flew
The disappointment grew
The bird sputtered and died
The runnel water had tears cried
