A dream there before us,
Envisioned in our mind.
Tantalizing, motivating, as the star
Inspired the Magi to seek and find.
We begin developing and preparing,
Persisting with our plan.
Journeying through the arid desert
The star, always beckoning our caravan.
So many thinking the mighty castle
Is where our treasure lay.
Instead, it is a humble abode
In which love is found each day.
The Magi presented their gifts
Before the infant king.
Each of us called to offer all,
Treasures we too shall bring.
Changed by truth, the Magi take
A new route home to the East.
Worldly dreams pale when compared
To the glory offered at the banquet feast.
Jan 25, 2016
Jan 25, 2016 at 6:53 AM UTC
A dream there before us,
Envisioned in our mind.
Tantalizing, motivating, as the star
Inspired the Magi to seek and find.
We begin developing and preparing,
Persisting with our plan.
Journeying through the arid desert
The star, always beckoning our caravan.
So many thinking the mighty castle
Is where our treasure lay.
Instead, it is a humble abode
In which love is found each day.
The Magi presented their gifts
Before the infant king.
Each of us called to offer all,
Treasures we too shall bring.
Changed by truth, the Magi take
A new route home to the East.
Worldly dreams pale when compared
To the glory offered at the banquet feast.
The star they had seen at its rising preceded them, until it came and stopped over the place where the child was. They were overjoyed at seeing the star and on entering the house they saw the child with Mary his mother. They prostrated themselves and did him homage. Then they opened their treasures and offered him gifts of gold, frankincense, and myrrh. And having been warned in a dream not to return to Herod, they departed for their country by another way.
Matthew 2: 9-12
