…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
Poet of Ephraim 