Glass
Less of a shadow, more a reflection
It distorts the light around it's figure, flowing through the form
Spilling onto the objects around it
Pouring complexity into a scene with it's shimmer and bending of light
Showing every angle from every angle
Scattering itself out onto its surroundings
And not forgiving it's existance
Not forgiving those who wish to disturb it
Self protective from all but those who interact carefully
With calmness and tact
Intentionality and patience
Those who care to be gentle and kind
Even if just to throw away later, as it's impossible to predict