Dear Sent-Son,
You are the Shepherd
who isn't sheepish when shepherding.
You are the Knower.
who knows the known.
You are the Keeper
who keeps the kept.
You are the Abider
who abides in the abiding.
You see my heart.
It’s cracking
like a whip in the night.
You feel my heart.
It’s snapping
like the lock of a door
You hear my heart.
It’s clapping
like thunder in the sky.
Dear Sent-Son,
Help me, O Shepherd,
to let You shepherd Your sheep.
Help me, O Knower,
to know You as knowing.
Help me, O Keeper,
to let You keep keeping me kept.
Help me, O abiding Abider,
to abide in You.
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