Daniel Larson Poet Rhyme

Like the Shepherd

Somewhere near the morning
     round about the coming of the dawn,
There’s a sense of beauty
     emanating from an angel’s song.
Waking from the slumber
     I forget about the midnight’s storm;
In-between these moments
     the world appears in a diff’rent form.

Mysteries surround me,
     hiding deep within the fog of time,
Though I search for answers
     I been told they never will be mine.
Roads ahead are shrouded 
     by an end I’m not allowed to see;
Far from steps not taken
     is the journey that is meant to be.

Faces in reflections
     move back and forth through the days gone by,
Still they remain nameless
     and I know not yet the reason why.
Many look much younger
     with a youthful innocence aglow;
Others share the ages
     that hold all the years I’ve come to know.

Through the sunlight streaming
     bounds the promise of a brand new day,
Peaceful sounds of dreaming
     come from the place where my love does lay.
Then there is the angel
     being like the shepherd to the lamb;
She knows where I’m going
     and exactly who it is I am.

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