Remember the wise men

who traveled so far

to worship the King

by following the star?

 

We know very little,

not where they came,

how long they traveled,

or even their names.

 

We call them wise

but what makes them so?

Why call them magi

and that’s all we know.

 

We know this much

they chose to travel far

when everyone else

must have also seen the star.

 

How long they waited

and hoped for the sign?

We know they were ready

when the star shined.

 

Let me be that wise

to recognize the light

that leads to the King

in this darkened night.

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