The Quiet Lamb

The Quiet Lamb,
Sits by the side
Of the wounded sheep,
And says nothing.

The Quiet Lamb,
Comforting in its silence,
allures the sheep,
who desire to hide.

The Quiet Lamb,
Is innocent without ignorance,
Loving without demand,
Both wild yet tame.

The Quiet Lamb,
Is unforgotten after death,
For the shepherd weeps for it,
And love lives on.

You bleet in pain!
Your soul bleeds!
Shepherds and sheep have forsaken you, yet,
The lamb remains.

The Quiet Lamb,
Is always waiting beside you,
With broken spectacles and eyes of pain, look!
You will see clear.

The Quiet Lamb,
Waiting by your gate,
Waiting,
Waiting,
Wanting and waiting,
With its lovers silence.