Seen, but not noticed

Wonderful in its own right

Exists as darkness incarnate

Yet made from presence of Light.

Takes a path apart my own,

Travels to places I could never be.

But with each and every step I tread,

There it is beside me.

Casting softly on moonlit street

Made large by candle's glow

Inspiration in its shifting form

Known as Zhangman's Shadow

Some better things to think about:

-If you had a hole from the north pole to the south pole, that went all the way through the earth, and you jumped in it, what would happen?

-What was the best thing before sliced bread?

-Do police officers, while arresting a mime, have to tell him he has the right to remain silent?

-Why do they put Braille on the number pads at drive-through ATM's?

-What doesn't have to do with the price of tea in china?

-Life is like a piece of cheese.

-Forty-two...(I wouldn't think too hard on this one. It's the answer, not the question)...