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The Flock
This poem describes a scene I witnessed in passing, but which opened in a heartbeat to become a metaphor, or through-seeing. Something in the uplift of wings caught at the ‘eyes of my heart,’ and reminded me of the angelic host encamped around us – invisible agents of God, vibrating with the praise of His glory – while we sheep graze on, only dimly aware of a reality we can’t quite apprehend.
The Flock
One call, collective,
and the feeding flock ascends.
The carpeted field now canopied
beneath a hovering net
of heartbeats, eyes, and wings.
Sheep looking round,
surprised – mildly aware,
tensed toward the unseen, vibrant network –
dimly assured, return to graze,
unmoved when the host descends
to glean, to clean, to shepherd, to adore.
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