Beneath the ancient oaks he wanders slow, A shepherd lost in thoughts both deep and wide, Where gentle streams of…
In the quiet fields where shadows dance, A shepherd walks with gentle chance, Among the hills where echoes sing, He…
Beneath the moonâs soft, silver light, The shepherd guards his flock by night, In fields where shadows gently fall, He…
Beneath the tranquil sky, the shepherd roams, Through verdant fields and rolling hills so wide, His heart, a vessel of…