The Shepherd’s Whispers
Courage, have I not, the least,
Weakest am I, so to speak.
Strength of muscles have I not,
Yet, with shaking limbs, I seek
Battle! War against the worst-
Against the rankest evil there!
Who am I, if I do not
The least oppose this rival, dare?
Frightened be my heart of now,
Frozen are my pulses, yet,
Firm, my feet become somehow,
Shaking knees begin to set.
Like a lamb newborn against
A hound so fierce, equipped with claws
And fangs, I stand there undeterred,
Although I be thus filled with flaws.
Weapons, have I none, nor strength
Nor the training, coarse, of years,
Yet my comfort lies in words
My Shepherd whispered in my ears!