The Star
It stood out one night among the rest
Beckoning me to journey west
I can’t explain the urgent call
I just knew that what I saw . . .
Was more than just another light
Illumining my darkest night
The light was speaking to my soul
Come meet the truth and be made whole
My journey west was long and grueling
Turn back! Press on! within me dueling
This star that seemed to call me on
At one point in the journey – Gone
Where was that light that shone so clear
Now replaced with doubt and fear
Was the calling really real
It all seemed vague and a bit surreal
No, in my heart I knew the star
Was calling me to travel far
The path to truth has many snares
Be alert and be aware . . .
Although the star that first shone bright
May dim, or flicker or lose it’s light
Keep pressing on through all the tears
That star will once again appear . . . .
For as the wise men long ago
Traveled far yet did not know
Where their journey’s end would be
They searched until the star did see
Appeared again as first it shone
Guiding, leading to the unknown
What they found at journey’s end
Was truth and hope, their greatest friend
How like my own unchartered path
Unknowns and questions I do have
And when I doubt , the truth is near
A different road may appear . .
Than what I expect or think to be
God, where am I going, I cannot see?
Where will this journey find it’s end?
“In truth and hope and my greatest friend”
He tells me to follow that distant call
To remember the words and what I saw
He will not forsake or leave me alone
The star will eventually lead me home
It stood out one night among the rest
Beckoning me to journey west
I can’t explain the urgent call
I just knew that what I saw . . .
Was more than just another light
Illumining my darkest night
The light was speaking to my soul
Come meet the truth and be made whole
My journey west was long and grueling
Turn back! Press on! within me dueling
This star that seemed to call me on
At one point in the journey – Gone
Where was that light that shone so clear
Now replaced with doubt and fear
Was the calling really real
It all seemed vague and a bit surreal
No, in my heart I knew the star
Was calling me to travel far
The path to truth has many snares
Be alert and be aware . . .
Although the star that first shone bright
May dim, or flicker or lose it’s light
Keep pressing on through all the tears
That star will once again appear . . . .
For as the wise men long ago
Traveled far yet did not know
Where their journey’s end would be
They searched until the star did see
Appeared again as first it shone
Guiding, leading to the unknown
What they found at journey’s end
Was truth and hope, their greatest friend
How like my own unchartered path
Unknowns and questions I do have
And when I doubt , the truth is near
A different road may appear . .
Than what I expect or think to be
God, where am I going, I cannot see?
Where will this journey find it’s end?
“In truth and hope and my greatest friend”
He tells me to follow that distant call
To remember the words and what I saw
He will not forsake or leave me alone
The star will eventually lead me home
I have been meditating on the wise men and their committment to follow the star. This poem is a result of praying about and thinking on the monumental journey those men took 2,000 years ago. The call to follow the star is still relevant today ! May you have a blessed Christmas and holiday season !
