Old Shepherd

…And look at me now! Ha! A tired old shepherd, 

I’m no one great, strength and disposition weathered.

Soon I’ll die with no name whilst leading the flocks,

In a proud palace of pastures or royal refuge of rocks! 

Have I wasted my life? Will El up there judge me? 

Am I only worth something to the two who love me? 

Bah, enough! I’ll be a shepherd all my days!

Now, let’s go yonder to see that bush that’s all ablaze… 

Inspired by Exodus 3:1-3

~Poet of Ephraim

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