Explorer

The first ewe lamb was not born
She appeared
Unexpected
Exquisitely groomed
Each tight spiral of auburn fleece
As intricate as a watch spring
 
A Renaissance lamb
Eager to be depicted in oils
Adorning the neck of a shepherd
Fetching the wooly explorer from her wander
His tiny charge
Tuned to adventure
From the moment she materialized
Under her anxious mother’s muzzle


Cynthia J. Alby  

 

​Morning PraiseSong
After Gerard Manley Hopkins
 
PraiseSong to the universe for sleeping things -
For melody-strewn birds of barely dawn;
For trees, pressed black on deepest blue;
Thick-furred dog heap; Frog kings;
Pear bloomed bold with snow petals –
Hawk, hay bale, and fawn;
And all creatures, their baa and bark and coo.
All things shrouded, morning-dappled, nestled, blessed;
Whatever is meadowed, misted (gone?)
With fragile, fresh; draping, hollow; ancient, new;
Our kingdom top to bottom, east to west:
You – praise too.
                                    Cynthia J. Alby, 2018


​While you are here, check out the rest of our website. Lots of new photos in the "about us" section photo gallery. Now is a good time to follow Shangri-Baa on Facebook and Instagram because lambs are about to arrive! (click on the little icons in the upper right hand corner)
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