"Shepherd"
There was a time when I believed.
I carried it close.
I don't think of that anymore. I am too tired for faith.
That once fresh hope is gone. A hole. A dull ache.
The days are too full of hurry and pain.
And then
this void blankness of sky
is filled with angels
inviting me back
into a joy I had long abandoned.
Calling me to rise and go
sending me home
to the love
who had not forgotten me.
