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Click hereThe Lord is not my shepherd,
For I am no one's sheep.
I walk beside still waters,
And take my repose in verdant pastures,
Because it restoreth my mind,
And I reject the path of self-righteousness,
For the sake of all who walk with me.
Yea, though I walk through a valley that leads to death,
I will not fear death's shadow,
For it is as natural as the sunset,
And I know that those for whom I prepare a place at my table,
Will never be my enemies,
For in sharing,
We shall all be anointed,
And all our cups shall runneth over.
And though I do not fear the rod,
Nor the staff of a mythical Lord,
I shall act with goodness and mercy,
All the days of my life,
For we all dwell in the same house together,
And the house is this world,
And this world is enough.
I just loved it and was touched by it so very much! For anyone who has some 'digestive problems' (like I do) when a lot of super natural stuff is thrown around while in the meantime genocides are going around like there is no tomorrow, but so few seem to say: 'Hey, Hallo Mr./ Ms. Deity, Are you there? a child is dying here for no reason!' Silence. What else is new? I have given up on the super natural version of religion myself long time ago.
I like this. It has a certain flow to it--as if once you start reading it the poem itself accelerates. The end has a nice funnel-down effect:
"For we all dwell in the same house together,
And the house is this world,
And this world is enough."
Very nice.