Every good thing given and every perfect gift is from above, coming down from the Father of lights, with whom there is no variation or shifting shadow. ~James 1:17

shifting shadows
move beneath my feet
a memory
like clouds
now drift slowly by

only regrets
linger in broken hearts
as shifting shadows
while memories dance to the
repercussions of love

shifting shadows
move across my heart
a moment
rattling chains
darkens a hopeful heart

just believe
listen and hear them say
as shifting shadows
move silently away
  memories scream loud to the
repercussions of love

~Mark Schutter ©2015


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