"Sheep without a shepherd. But no one is lost." ~Leah C. Dancel
Rural countryside between Bathurst and Orange
19 June 2020
Travelling via XPT Dubbo
NOT ONE IS LOST
(John 10:27)
Out in the farm,
Out in the paddock,
The sheep are unleashed
Roaming freely
Fending on their own
Foraging on grasses.
They scatter in distance,
Sometimes in herd.
They go in line one by one
when the trail is narrow
And two or three in a row
when the trail is wider.
There's no shepherd
To watch their backs.
They just go about
Their business as usual.
At the end of the day
The old good farmer came
To do the rounds.
He called them by name
Which sounds somewhat the same
And they all came near him
One by one.
Two by two.
Three by three
On single file
Two and three.
The Shepherd Dog came along;
In its instructive barking
As In-charge of the task.
Was he counting the sheep
To see if there's any loss?
The dog ran around
Behind the herd
All listened to his voice
and followed his prompt.
The leader of the pack walked out of the gated paddock;
Onto the ramp of the back truck,
He marched -
One by one, each sheep followed
Till the last made the final count.
The sheep without a shepherd
Fends on their own
Out in the open paddock
And NO one is lost.
© Leah C Dancel
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