My Sacks of Endless Love
My shepherd gave me two sacks,
One the empty, the other the filled.
Oh big world!
I'm climbing up this big mountain,
My shepherd be my light!
He taught me what to do.
To pick the love along the way.
I pluck the love along the way,
And leave them in my empty sack!
Then sprinkle love from the filled sack into the sleepy air!
On the sleepy trees and the sleepy plants, above the infertile ground.
Sometimes the rain soaks wet, and my hair, curled,
My sacks, drenched,
Sometimes a heavy, big sack,
With my heavy sack hung on my back,
I would still sprinkle love along the way!
And meet people as I climb,
Slowly with my shepherd onto the great mountain.
And as I go,
You, shepherd of mine,
I hope to find her in my climb,
Just to keep her in the love I can find!
That sack I've gathered love and wisdom with,
As my journey runs with it in the coming width,
Just so she stays in the love and comfort of it,
In all the love I've gathered and can give from it!
At the end of my journey thirst shall never come,
And the love from the final sleep shall infinitely sum!
My shepherd gave me two sacks,
One the empty, the other the filled.
Oh big world!
I'm climbing up this big mountain,
My shepherd be my light!
He taught me what to do.
To pick the love along the way.
I pluck the love along the way,
And leave them in my empty sack!
Then sprinkle love from the filled sack into the sleepy air!
On the sleepy trees and the sleepy plants, above the infertile ground.
Sometimes the rain soaks wet, and my hair, curled,
My sacks, drenched,
Sometimes a heavy, big sack,
With my heavy sack hung on my back,
I would still sprinkle love along the way!
And meet people as I climb,
Slowly with my shepherd onto the great mountain.
And as I go,
You, shepherd of mine,
I hope to find her in my climb,
Just to keep her in the love I can find!
That sack I've gathered love and wisdom with,
As my journey runs with it in the coming width,
Just so she stays in the love and comfort of it,
In all the love I've gathered and can give from it!
At the end of my journey thirst shall never come,
And the love from the final sleep shall infinitely sum!
No comments:
Post a Comment