Reprise -The Magi

Here is another Christmas poem from an earlier year.

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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