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Summer slips away and I leave for college in under two weeks! Life is pretty hectic right now, but I wanted to share my favorite poem I wrote in April. This poem was born from difficult experiences and inspiration from a dear friend. I hope you enjoy!
The Shepherd
He guided galaxies from emptiness by His commands
And watches over bordered time and space
A river grants unbordered life to arid sands
The source, His wounded side; the sun, His face.
Bright pastures flourish in the darkest lands
He weaves untoiling lilies swaths of lace
He gathers up a stupid little sheep with scar-worn hands
And holds it to His heart, a resting place