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Insignificant as a grain of sand among the rest--
choices and commands being one and the same--
just lead me and I will follow behind.
The fear to reason haunts me
with every breath I take,
and I cannot seem to see beyond
your gaze, captivating me in the darkness.
For it holds me and comforts me and
leaves me feeling so vacant, lost, and hollow,
washed upon the shoreline with the waves that drag me under.
I cannot see further than anything you let me know . . .
So hold your staff high, Shepherd, lest I may stray from the herd.
And hold your lantern low, Shepherd, lest I cannot see through the fog.

Though trust and the drowning waters that seem to reach out
and pull me under are one and the same,
I know that you will lead me not to the cold, black water.
Shear me now, Shepherd, for my independence has become too thick,
rape me of my cloak and comfort, for I have become too clever.
I must remember, Shepherd, before it’s far too late,
that I must obey my master, Shepherd;
I now follow you in shame.
For I cannot see further than anything you let me know . . .
So hold your staff high, Shepherd, lest I may stray from the herd.
And hold your lantern low, Shepherd, lest I cannot see through the fog.

I must keep reminding myself, Master,
of how you conquered every fright and lurking shadow,
you have kept me from the wolf, Shepherd,
thrust your blade into his side.
You tell me stories of the wind,
and of how the trees whisper in the breeze.
You say that it tells me, Shepherd,
That I cannot see further than anything you let me know . . .
So hold your staff high, Shepherd, lest I may stray from the herd.
And hold your lantern low, Shepherd, lest I cannot see through the fog.