We on a Road through Privilege ~31 October 2002

We on a road through privilege,

Simplicity and deprivation

Grow up with many shepherds

Desiring that greener pasture

Desiring to escape the shepherd

Desiring a new flock,

Mile by mile

You or I

Alone in yellow woods

You or I

Through familiar fields

Pause one day

And look how far you've come

Come home

Come far.

The wilds made me wilder

The thorns an brambles too

Impart strange, strong wiseness

Amidst the painful scars

I thank them all

My hope and despair

You friends and fortune

Along the way

My shepherd

Standing tall

So fond and so sad.

Twenty two summers

Seen flame to fall

And rivers ice

And iced through fur

And returning robins

Your dewed-through toes

My fond and sad shepherd

You've been there too

Watching and loving

Seen too the passing

Of shepherds

And flocks

And seasons

And all fond and sad