Above Looking Down
Above Looking Down
Above the earth, floating on air,
In gas spheres upward extending,
Lackadaisical without care,
Storm clouds are brewing, so it’s time for shooing.
In a gas sphere upward extending,
I see creation gone amok;
Storm clouds are brewing, so it’s time for shooing
And to seek shelter from the havoc.
Seeing creation gone amok
Is likened to sheep (among wolves)
That seek shelter from the havoc
And see in the sky flying doves.
The sheep bleat when attacked by wolves,
Calling the shepherd to save them,
And I fly free with peaceful doves,
Sadly looking down on the mayhem.
Watching the shepherd coming to save them,
Lackadaisically without care.
Sadly, I look down on the mayhem
From above the earth, floating on air.
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