"Are you lost?" asked the sheep
in the front
(not the one who'd gone to sleep).
I'd gone to get some air and walk...
a strange question -
to hear this stray creature talk!
"I'm a man and know quite a lot
(if I say so).
I've learned things that you cannot.
I know about countries and beliefs,
and also,
borderlines, property, and thieves."
The sheep just smiled and smelled a flower.
I stopped speaking
and whiled away a sunny hour.
I wonder why this sheep did me, accost.
Is it not him, but me, who's lost?
It’s a world of contradiction
And the truth is hard to see.
Yes, the path is full of dangers
Leading where I would not be.
I’ve been wrong in my decisions
When my thoughts were not of you.
And my footsteps only falter
And I fail in all I do…
And I fail in all I do…
I’m no good at contemplation.
Meditation’s not my bag.
And trying to find the forest
Through the trees is just a drag.
Am I wrong in my assumptions?
Can I find some solid ground?
Cast your loving gaze upon me!
Lift me high when I am down!
Lift me high when I am down!
For my heart grows ever restless...
Yes. I know it’s a cliché.
But the truth is there within us
And we miss it every day…
So, I halt here on my journey.
Try so hard to look around
For the true and faithful shepherd.
Can this poor lost sheep be found?
Can this poor lost sheep be found?
There’s a wide and lonely distance
Separating you and me.
And the fault lies here within me.
That’s so obvious to see.
So, I listen for your voice now.
Won’t you tell me all’s okay?
Take my hand and stay beside me.
Walk together on the way…
Walk together on the way…
Oh, Lord, you left the flock,
as others wept in shock-
to seek the stray you lost;
take home at any cost-
that one misguided sheep
which from your arms did leap.
How deep- your love for all
to save just one, from Fall.
the lost baby was facing sleet in the middle of the blizzard
his poor mother must be frantic!
everyone begged her to stay inside,
but Diana could not rest until the lost sheep was saved
in the middle of the blizzard
this baby must be cold and miserable
bleating for his mama
she had to fish him out of the ditch
and she got terribly dirty, but it was worth it
choosing wisely in a world
with no room for wisdom
now tending to your heard
one is lost one got out
one got stolen
head for the mountain's
cause your sheep is there
one had no blemish got burnt up
stolen one, guy had a strange price to pay
and the one that got out
is wondering were the you are
no sleep
go weep
for Brian's footle contest, written 21st December
The Good Shepherd lost one of his sheep
and searched over the mountain so steep.
Then when it was found,
with friends gathered round,
they rejoiced with that sheep he could keep.
For one who went sinfully astray
the Good Shepherd went out of his way,
with gift of free grace
overcoming disgrace
the sinner was restored to the Way
Luke 15.3-7
A shepherd loses
one sheep of a hundred, goes
and looks for the one, rejoice
when found, or of the
woman losing one coin of
ten and when found, rejoiceth
*As scriptured
Jesus spoke to welcomed sinners and feasted with them, loudly enough to be heard by the abiders of the Laws, who was in the midst, and they were critical of him to be amongst the wretched crowd, ergo, the parables, whereto, leaving the ninety-nine righteous souls, and seek out the one lost soul, or not be denied the full value of your worth, and seek out that within you that has been lost, and once found, you are made whole again, indeed, a righteous soul.
Date: 06/23/2019
Silent and quite is each day
For I no longer have anything to say
My lips have been sealed
For I have no ones ears to hear
There are words I want to say
But when I go out I do not speak
I have no more words left in me
No one hears what I say
I feel like I am a lost sheep
I will never find love again
I can no longer speak that way
My lips have been silenced
My love has gone away
I speak to her in silence each night
But she no longer has ears to hear
For she has no more words left to say
Silent and quite each day is my life
My beautiful wife has gone away
I can feel her body next to mine
When I dream about her each night.
There are no more words to say!
Oh, Lord
O' God
I'm your sheep and I'm lost
And I can't be found
And everywhere I look all I see is earthen/ground
I need you to show me the way back home
You shine
Your shining light
You show me the way
O' Lord God I'll follow you
Come father, I'll follow you
Oh, Father I'll follow, follow you
Oh, Lord God I will follow you
You shine
Your shining light
You show me the way
Come father, I'll follow you
Oh, Father I'll follow, follow you
Oh, Lord God I will follow you
O' Lord God I'll follow you
I'm your sheep and I'm lost show me the way
8/10/18
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr.©2018
Brave Texas woman rides horse after Mary’s white sheep.
Sheep taken while girls watch hanky-panky movie.
Cross River finds green field empty.
Minny Mouse gives dozen sheep water.
Horse yield tired, needs break.
Rogue tiger hears lunch bells, mouth water.
Lambs chops fried, makes great table plate.
Black wolfs lofty large sharp teeth scare tiger.
Tiger cries, belly hurts, maybe wolfs share sheep.
Woman shows small rifle which drive large wolfs south.
Wolfs smile, visit piggy house, worth their labor,
mouth water, stuff apple piggy mouth sound sweet.
Large brick house saves piggy.
Girls awake, where Mary’s sheep flock?
Girls didn’t proper watch furry sheep.
2/22/2018
Poetry Contest: A little laughter five
Sponsored by: Edward McCall
I was a lost sheep
I hope my shepherd will find me
Walking with a relentless weep
Dressed in blue, hoping He'll see me
I am a wandering sheep
Traveled into innumerable hills
With wound that so deep
That doctors cannot heal
I am a worried sheep
Though studied carefully to learned
Between heaven and earth I stepped
Looking for brilliance to enlighten my lantern
I am the symbol of most here on earth
Sheep that looking for serenity, before we board into our coffin
Confused of many pretentious being, promising to fill our dearth
Hopefully, before I fly into the sun, the true shepherd will find me...
10/24/2015
Mysterious Aries
Red's and orange green yellow and gold.
The colours of the Fall
unfold.
So many spring stories
Untold...
And I am
here
on a concrete steep...
trying to help some
young lost sheep.
" The complexities of the modern world,
astound me man. "
it was 10-10-10
just the other day.
I will not look the other way.
I will help that one
that went astray
so Help me God I cannot even
help myself...
Your colors are
austere today.
graydye 10-12-10
I can’t smile
When my heart is sorrowful
I can’t help
When my mind is vague
I can’t dream
When my life is vissionless
Oh! my creator
When will my heart be happy?
Oh! my God
When will my mind be hopefully filled?
Oh! my diviner
When will my life be alive?
May be,
When my lost sheep is returned to me
Safely and alive
Then I smile
And my heart is happy.
(Joy Over Sinners' Repentance
MT 18:10-14
LK 15:1-7)
The tax collectors and sinners were all drawing near to listen to him
The Pharisees and scribes began to complain
Saying
"This man welcomes sinners and eats with them
" So to them he addressed this parable
"What man among you having a hundred sheep and losing one of them would not leave the ninety-nine in the desert and go after the lost one until he finds it?
And when he does find it
He sets it on his shoulders with great joy
upon his arrival home, he calls together his friends and neighbors and says to them,
'Rejoice with me because I have found my lost sheep.'
I tell you,
In just the same way there will be more joy in heaven over one sinner who repents than over ninety-nine righteous people who have no need of repentance. (LK 15:1-7)
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