**The Dance of Shadows**
Beneath the sun’s soft golden glow,
The shadows dance, they twist and grow.
In every flicker, every sway,
They move in rhythm with the day.
Across the ground, they shift and glide,
A graceful partner by your side.
They stretch with morning’s early light,
And shrink beneath the noon’s sharp bite.
As dusk descends, they start to blend,
With twilight’s hues, their forms extend.
A silent waltz, a mystic show,
Where light and dark in tandem flow.
The dance of shadows never still,
A fleeting art upon the hill.
In every step, a story spins,
Of light’s retreat and night’s begins.
About the Creator
Danny Prem kumar
A vision is our long-term goals and aspirations for the future in terms of its long-term growth and impact on this world. My mission defines what we do and what we stand for, while our vision speaks to our goals and ideals for the future.
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