The Old Shepherd

When he talks about it, he still goes white.
Vivid, fantastical flashbacks of a long-past night
Whose tales keep skeptical hearers mystified.
Yet, looking in his eyes, the man is terrified.

​Then wonder comes with color to his face.
The heralds sent him to a lowly place
Where something struck him deeper than the giants in the skies:
He saw the face of God as he knelt before a child.