Everything You Know Poem by Neela Nath Das
Everything You Know
Lord, my lord
everything you know,
I don't love summer,
I prefer snow.
I didn't leave your
name since I learned
to chant your hymn- - -
haven't ever shunned.
You tested me
and my patience,
you put me in fire,
to squeeze the essence,
I don't try to escape your ire.
Lord my lord, I am the lamb,
and you are the shepherd,
I want to be played
by you with your touch
make me thy eternal lyre!
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4/26/2024 4:53:28 PM # 1.0.0.1119
The lord is the master and the man is the slave in the extreme The lord is the shepherd and the man is the lamb in the other extreme.... I am wondering how it would be if the shepherd wrote the poem!