- The Lonely Shepherd -

Can you hear me calling, calling out your name...
Will you venture closer, the moth unto the flame?
Not all light is blinding, and not all fire burns harsh,
Comfort falls light water, so come and in it wash!
Dark has been the journey, and long past the day,
We have gone far into the darkness along the way.
Winding are the roads, and the path easy to lose...
When many are the ways a person has to choose.
I have worn many faces, and walked many roads,
A traveler carrying burdens, heavy are my loads.
All the doors were closed to me, no comfort sent,
Save for the few who cared, and all that it meant.

Now I shepherd others along the paths I walked,
Avoiding the perils that along those ways stalked.
Briars and thorns more sharp than nature devised,
And pits deeper than any mind could even surmise!
Mountains so tall, they were as walls of solid rock...
Such are the obstacles of which I do but lightly talk.
Few lodges for travelers lie along the trails I know,
And cold are the land's comforts, so as falling snow.
But where I walk I try to let my warmth reach out...
Touching others' hearts and expelling mortal doubt.
But certain come the nights when lonely it becomes,
And so hot becomes my fear, hotter than any suns!

Who shepherds the shepherd, my sandals do ache,
Who will comfort the comforter, for comfort's sake?
I long to lay down my burdens, and roam no more,
For long is the road, and hard the rains do oft pour!
Winding trails, that circle off into darkness so thick,
All filled with perils waiting to, our very spirits, trick.
When will the sun rise, and dispel my eternal night;
Am I to be the only one denied the warmth of light?
So many thoughts such as these, a mind will dream,
As we make our journeys along life's rocky stream.
No ferry can guide us to the paradisial fields that lie,
Somewhere past the horizon, beyond the very sky.

Can you hear me calling, calling out your name...
Will you venture closer, or just run away in shame?
Forget the ones who wounded you, it was not I...
I await you in the paradise, beyond the distant sky.
The sands of time run swiftly, so let us waste none!
Think of the joys that await us, all we could become.
That is where the road ends, I've walked it before...
Now I long to walk it with you, let us go once more!
As in other lifetimes, when our souls first entwined,
Let us journey together, to spite the sands of time.
A shepherd and a shepherdess, comforted at last...
Let the cycle be complete, as in ancient eras past!