Something about the old cliché about shadows (a poem)

The February 16th prompt in The Daily Poet, by Kelli Russell Agodon and Martha Silano, is to write a poem about your shadow, then describe the shadows around you, etc. I took a more general approach.

Shadows can’t exist without light
Perhaps that’s an obvious statement
but I’m reminded of it again and again
whenever the morning sunlight comes in through the windows
creating subtly shifting shapes and patterns
out of whatever stands in between

The light sometimes hurts my eyes
but the shadows provide relief
while creating a sense of time and place
within the space of the day
I no longer need to hide from either
just watch the shadows as they slowly glide across the floor

(16 February 2015)