SHADOWS II

Like ghosts in an empty ballroom they dance
Though the music no longer plays.
Speaking in silent voices no one can see.
Shadows painted in a painful shade of gray.

They dance on the edge of darkness.
Play in twilight's lost gleaming.
Lives once bright fade to black.
Now only dreams.
Only shadows.

The final curtain falls.
A spotlight shines on empty chairs.
The divine comedy ends.
The ending, the same for them all.
As was the beginning.

All things end.
They are lost in time.
Are but shadows of the things that have been.
As they were always meant to be.