there are no shadows

at times it seems we're stuck in a deep cave
with entrance that is hidden from plain sight
and yet there is no perpetual deep night
but light that comes in long wave after wave
each step we take makes each feel like a slave
but in the strange yet most completely white
illumination that makes every side seem bright
we wonder what we have that we can save
no wonder that there's not a chance for peace
when the last bell has rung for the last time
entrapped by life itself we fight or else we flee
in the strange place we'll wander without cease
nor will we cheer the pleasant distant chime
since we seek out the roots of the world-tree