His heart to realign
with the hope to find
the sheep astray,
“Adam, where are you?”
is all that He could now say.
To its own shame
it wandered away that day,
in dismay, he didn’t stay in the fold,
but walked alone into the cold
and told his soul,
he had lost control never to be full
in the Shepherds hold.
But the toll is taken
made him feel forsaken,
just a mistake
that was tossed and shaken
in a nightmare that could
not be awakened,
not be awakened,
smeared in the mire,
burned by the fire,
burned by the fire,
cut from thorns,
drenched in the storms
drenched in the storms
of a furious spiral,
frightful and mindful of only woe,
frightful and mindful of only woe,
would this be his final blow,
losing his vital hope
to the land unknown?
to the land unknown?
Then came a hand
that seemed to understand
that seemed to understand
and wrap under him,
made him shudder then,
and lift him out of the thunder
and lift him out of the thunder
inside his head,
pulling close into his arms to hide,
with a tender touch, this was the Lamb
that the Father had
loved so much.
loved so much.
Luke.15:4
(Inspired by the young men in a Juvenile Detention
center)
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