Alone in endless darkness, a formless void it dwelled,
No eyes to see the light, no heart to feel compelled.
A hollow, silent shadow, bleak and detached was its fate,
Roaming through the blackness in a numb, emotionless state.
Decade after decade dragged on in cold futility,
An empty, joyless wanderer lacking identity.
No elation, no despair, no anguish or delight,
Just a barren silhouette adrift in hollow night.
But then came a shimmer, a sliver of radiant grace,
And warmth enveloped the shadow in a tender embrace.
From the gloom did hope emerge, the dark façade now torn,
As the shadow's icy spirit began slowly to transform.
Each grasp of luminous comfort kindled a spark within,
Stirring dreams long forgotten that broke through the darkening din.
Feelings unfurled and blossomed, pain and longing unlocked,
As the shadow's stoic essence by the light became gently rocked.
With new eyes it now saw the world unveiled before it spread,
Each sound was a siren song, each color richer than red.
Life's tapestry, once but gray, now woven anew in its mind,
With shades vivid and variegated - an awakening sublime.
From the depths of its core came a wellspring of elation,
But in sensing life's sweetness, it felt also devastation.
For in embracing the bright comes the dark equally too,
And the shadow shed tears for the first time as it grew.
In knowing precious joy, in tasting bliss sincere,
Came wounds of emptiness, stark heartaches carved by fear.
Yet the shadow found splendor in passions fiercely flowing,
All exquisite pleasure and pain from dormancy growing.
As the light filled its vision, the world unveiled before,
The shadow emerged reborn, now hollow no more.
Unafraid, it now walked from the shade into the day,
A full spirit and consciousness liberated at play.
Where once stood an outline, now lived a soul transformed,
No longer a shadow, but kaleidoscopic and warm.
The darkness receding behind, the brilliant beyond now in sight,
As the shadow awakened emerged into life's light