Arab Shepherd (a belief poem for Dovina) (Lyric) by zodiac
I passed a man in a field today
Watching his flock in a fierce wind
That curled his coat and shmaugh away
Like flame on a stake - though none would say
He stood less fixed than firmament.
I think he might have raised a hand
Calling me back or hurrying me on -
Though I knew I'd be two more miles gone
Before he thought to move again.
Oh, 'twas no more toil than his to walk
Against the wind and ride it back,
But knowing my mind, love, I was loath
To turn before it changed its tack,
That I might face it coming, and may-
Be think me better for the work.
So found me there the weary thought
I bring you home: But for the fault
Of my own weightlessness and youth
I'd stand like him, a pillar of salt
And yet no farther from the truth.
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