Dappled, dancing shadows
cast their lines in patterns not easily traced.
The small becomes mighty,
the towering made gentle
each one a display of mystery and delight.

In the world of shadows,
nothing is quite as it seems.
For without the light,
what shadow could ever be formed?

Darkness tries to hide within the shadows,
yet the light will always find it.
And in the deepest dark, there is no shadow at all
so where does my shadow go?

Even there You are present.
Your light breaks through, showing the way.

I have no need to fear the shadow,
for without You, it cannot exist.

Once, in days long gone,
a shadow cast could bring healing
and still today,
under the shadow of Your wings,
I find refuge.

I am safe.

To walk within Your shadow
is to remain close
held, covered, kept from harm.

For darkness is the absence of light,
but in Your shadow
there is light,
there is love,
there is protection.