Casting Shadows

I listen 
to the sound 
of cars going 
by 
 and their headlights flashing shadows 

of trees on the wall in my bedroom. 
 As the car fades, 
the tree shadows fade and I 

anticipate each next one before it comes

.And I flash 
back:

The House
I am going to sleep, 

comfy and  safe 

 Giant Weeping Willows
 on her front lawn and the side of the house, 

and the back.  

Cars driving slowly by

cast tree shadow movies

on the walls


Today,  As I lay 
about to sleep in my loft apartment, 

I hear the sound of traffic 

going 

by and see
 the treeshadows dance

 on my wall and then leave. 

 I feel safe, and free and ok.  

One car passes and takes with it the tree shadows,

 but I know that another one is coming, 

and another, and another.  

It's a feeling I haven't expeerienced

 often in my life, 

that comfort, warmth, security 
and freedom.  


But it is a feeling 
I long for 
and one I will never forget.

Traffic casting tree-shadows
. Like a silent film.  

On the wall.

Like nothing else ever existed