10 August 2006

The story of the lost sheep

Every lost sheep needs to find a shepherd to be led back to its herd.

Me, the very lost sheep, has been going round the same pasture for some time now. The grass seems dry and unappetizing, but my shepherd has yet to find me. So I'll dwell for a little longer. The grass is, of course, greener on the other side of the hill. But it's an area which I have never ever thought of treading into. Now... this confused sheep is very much allured by the temptation yet rather afraid of the potential danger waiting at the other side of the hill. Will her shepherd actually be at there? Will there be big hungry wolves roaming (after all, the grass looks rather ungrazed)? Will she be more lost then she did before? Or perhaps she'll find a new herd to join?

The sheep has decided. She'll go over to the other side, once the dry and unappetizing grass runs out. Baaaaaa..... :)