Shadows fleeing from the sun,
Marking time as the day is done.
Blending together while once apart,
Now becoming one to form the dark.
Each shadow belongs to a special form,
When there is light, they are born.
Some shadows are beautiful when they appear,
While others may warn us that danger is near.
A shadows was never created out of thin air,
There was no beginning, they always were there.
Shadows have advanced since the beginnning of time,
God reversed them once as a special sign.
Shadows may be about you everywhere,
But wherever there is a shadow God is there.

by Dr. Russell W. Nelson

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