Shadow

 As I was walking along the riverside, the night breathing and the owl in flight, I saw my shadow, it walked alone humming a tune I used to know. Following behind I watched so blind, my shadow walk alone through time looking for the words inside but it's soul's as black as the starless sky.
The moon is hiding behind the trees, it dreams of words that would set me free. I wish I knew how the Owl can see when the moon can't rise above the trees.