Warning: Sheep Astray

Warning: Sheep Astray
Easter 4; Psalm 23
Good shepherd, there is much we seem to lack,
though having much has blurred the truth of need.
If you could lead us weary creatures back,
green pastures and still pools might soothe and feed.
Our souls are parched, our bodies over fed;
right pathways now have given way to roads.
We seek refreshment, yet will not be led;
your rod and staff seem long discarded goads.
Death’s shadow is a warning we ignore;
fear unacknowledged spurs some frantic craze.
You spread a table: we go out the door;
our cups intoxicate, our senses glaze.
Your loving-kindness still invites us home,
but we think freedom means the right to roam.
	Barbara Messner 17/04/2024