I am Shepherd Cloaking myself In God’s soft simplicity My tasks complete Songs sung Light shone Souls ignited
Each day seven wheels Revolved their full degrees Now the Awakening know that Love is the Strike of Light on the sleep of a hundred thousand years of wrenching knots
I return to You to dissolve again in your gentle Ecstasy of knowing Yourself as Voice
Each of Your atoms in a chant or falsetto resonated in freedom’s True radiant White
How you ached to know if You could go further than planets not yet discovered You did through each of my Harmonic breathes
Now I’m done to cuddle frolicking lambs and hold my staff as heaven’s drumstick It will beat the silent space between Resonating genes
You are well pleased Our art of evolution continues to vibrate in every fingertip each sea-sponge and Sand grain
Refreshed I will descend then ascend again as You instruct to expose muted layers My F-sharps alchemising wolves with nightingales