They laughed behind their hands
when we set off.
Our camels loaded.
What will it be?
A king?
A child?
A what?
We headed westward
with anticipation
and gifts.
The omen was clear
shining in the sky -
our compass and guide.
All of our studies seemed
true.
But
what if we found
no child
no king?
Could we return?
Our reputations a joke!
But “something”
was felt by us all
as we travelled
the long miles west.
We found a king
in Jerusalem.
Too old,
Too mean,
Too unwise.
We vowed not
to return this way.
We stargazed on
and came
to a man, woman and child.
No pretensions.
Humble
Joyfilled
poor
but ALIVE!
Then we knew!
We were sure!
The child, king , messiah
was found.
We could return home
with stories
with hope
… and our reputations.
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Beautiful depiction of the birth of our Lord;from the Magi’s point of view. Lovely!
Thanks for your encouragement. I’m working through each of the major characters. Its fun!
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Loved the poem about the “Wise Men”.
They were wise indeed.
Henriet