Shadows provoke ambiguity,
Yet they tell you the truth.
It forces you to be colour blind.
You will never know absolutely a person s age, just by the look of the shadows.
Shadows lie about our size and definitely our height.
Shadows tell us we are all the same, we are all...objects...
The sun proves our shadows, we are reduced...to nothing but objects on earth
...standing in the path of light.

And if not for us or any object, light would have to keep traveling on till the ends of this universe.
Shadows, are dead.
Yet we personify them and give them breath by our every action.
By our burst of life and movement.
Shadows exist now because light permits it to.
And shadows die the next moment, because light stops shining.
Shadows neither existed, nor died..it was just there.

Shadows are silent, they speak no personality, no volume, no nothing.
It is telling you the absolute truth...yet our perceptions consistently distorts the truth it tells us.

Shadows...unite all of us under the sun.