Backlit

Backlights making shadows
As you face me
Thinking void of substance
But what else is new
And you walk away
Without saying anything
As the day is breaking
And all things are made new

I've forgotten what the problem was
Making large things little
And big things small
When you said forgiven
I trust that means all
Walking on a tightrope
Made loose in my mind
But you said it as a surety
So I won't be left behind

Backward seeming progress
As I realize
Grace becomes a substance
Making me anew
And you walk on
Without saying anything more
As the day is breaking
And all things change

I've forgotten what the problem was
Making large things little
And big things small
When you said forgiven
I trust that means all
Walking on a tightrope
Made loose in my mind
But you said it as a surety
So I won't be left behind

I've forgotten what the problem was
Making large things little
And big things small
When you said forgiven
I trust that means all
Walking on a tightrope
Made loose in my mind
But you said it as a surety
So I won't be left behind