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The Lonely Shepherd
- 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.
Shepherds and shepherdesses, comforted at last...
Let the cycle be complete, as in ancient eras past!
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.
Shepherds and shepherdesses, comforted at last...
Let the cycle be complete, as in ancient eras past!
Published 27th Jan 2013
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Anonymous
27th Jan 2013 3:01am
Beautiful write Jessica
"I have worn many faces and walked many roads!"
I particularly liked that line. Not quite sure why lol. But it got me foe some odd reason.
The rest was just as lovely, great piece :)
"I have worn many faces and walked many roads!"
I particularly liked that line. Not quite sure why lol. But it got me foe some odd reason.
The rest was just as lovely, great piece :)
27th Jan 2013 8:29am
I'm glad you liked my poem, Angel! That line was a reference to my belief in reincarnation, which was one of the subtle themes that run like currents through this poem. Glad that line sang to you as it did! :)
27th Jan 2013 8:31am
Ah, thank you Mourningcloak! I do my best, and always write from the depths of my heart and soul.
Anonymous
27th Jan 2013 6:56am
Mother Jessica, as usual you inspire me with your beautiful words! I see you used a picture of yourself from your past life as Shiro Amakusa, but with the hair colored to how you wear your hair now! That is a VERY classy touch to this poem, I must say. I never can think of things quite that creative to do with mine... I usually just go with whatever odd pictures I can fish off my hard drive that happen to suit the mood or tone, or meaning, of my poems. Lol. This poem though, it reminded me of that past life in which we knew each other in Feudal Japan, at Harano Castle. You were like a savior to those people who rebelled against the Shogun there... and what amazes me is how you still are inspiring people to this day! Some things never change, it seems. Stay beautiful, stay strong, and stay inspiring to people! Truly, the greatest gift you can give humanity is yourself... and you give of yourself ever day.
Much love, from your daughter in spirit. :D
Much love, from your daughter in spirit. :D
27th Jan 2013 8:37am
Oh, dear Laurie, sweet child, thank you so much for writing me SUCH a magnificent comment! You do know me well, don't you hun? But remember what I told you earlier - you must become your own savior, and you can do it! When the road looks dark, imagine me walking it with you... and then you'll find your inner reserves of strength that you never realized you had before. Just believe in yourself the same way you believe in me, and you'll shine brighter than you realize! I love you, my spiritual daughter.
Anonymous
27th Jan 2013 8:24am
A very touching and moving piece there Jessica, my dear friend! Yes, a lonely sheperd, maybe thats your path, to save the lambs from slaughter (lol) However, a sheperds work is never done...
Its a humble virtue to be a sheperd...
Its a humble virtue to be a sheperd...
27th Jan 2013 8:42am
Ah, that's so true Mourganna! I've always been the one that lost people tend to gravitate towards... and I've never been one to turn any of them away. Guess I'm just very sentimental and compassionate like that. ;) But all someone has to do is smile at me a certain way and I can't say no to them. I'm a softy, what can I say! Thanks for such a beautiful and wise comment too, my dear friend. Your words are always welcome to my ears! :D
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