I am a lost sheep, I hope my shepherd finds me. Walking with sleep face with zzzz's flowing up the side of the bridge over water while relentless weep. Dressed like flowers flowering, hoping he'll see me.
I am a wandering sheep, traveled into innumerable hills and planes. With wounds on my hand and feet that so deep that doctors cannot cure it or heal it.
I am a restless sheep in my tent, though studied hard to learned. Stepping between heaven and earth. Looking for a light to enlighten my lantern and phone.
I am the symbol of most here on earth. Sheep that looking for serenity, before we finding our coffin. Confused because so many pretentious being.
Hopefully, before i fly into the sky i will see the pyramid and the true shepherd will find me.
Prompt:
Tent, sheep, Bridge over water, hand, phone, airplane or plane, flowers, sleep face with zzzz's flowing up the side, pyramid.
Thank you for your entry. This is a nice poem