our existence <br />shadow of soul <br />following dictates of sun <br /> <br />when the bell <br />to rest is struck <br />the sheep rushes <br />back to shepherd <br /> <br />the soul flies away <br />to its new lord <br /> <br />the shadow left to roam <br />in the corridors of the mind<br /><br />john tiong chunghoo<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/shadow-and-soul/
