Rays of the sun are finding their way through the leaves. Trying hard to kiss the earth. The trees are casting long shadows on the ground. I stand looking up, my shadow behind me. The light blinds my eye. The dancing leaves give some solice intermittently. My shadow fills me in its arms, standing taller, behind me. I turn around to look, and its still there, looking at me. Is it watching my eyes, and every lock of hair, as they sway with the wind.  Or is it just standing there , enjoying me closeby. I lift a finger to move them away and it seems like my shadow is doing it for me. There are trees all around, playing perfect puppets of shadows and leaves and the sun. I stand there, unmoved, wonder for how long, my shadow behind me. When I opened my eyes, the sun now above me, my shadow and I, now one.