Can you feel that you‘re the shadow to his light?
Or are you both shadows that urge to the light?
Want to devour it, to light the way for the other one
while all you do is rushing to the light without
perceiving the lines of your bodies which are drawn by the light?
Or are you both light and blinded by the brightness
so that you can‘t see the shape of one another?
Do you know each other only as the formless, blinding light
and can’t imagine the shape of the other as a shadow?
Do you flee into the light or away from it?
Is the light your refuge or the source of your fear?
Text & Video: Sarah Eckardt