Thursday, 25 December 2014
Merry Christmas...
[Image showed a silhouette of the three kings]
Merry Christmas, to one and all... here is the only Christmas poem I've ever written...
And I Followed
And I followed.
I followed the caravan out of Saba,
far behind the servants and the camp-women.
And I followed.
I followed my brother Balthazar,
who showed me the star through the palace window.
And I followed.
I followed long behind, over mountains, through valleys,
where jackals roamed and tribesmen lurked with knives.
And I followed.
I followed though my donkey died, and my feet bled
and left my tiny footprints in the desert sands.
And I followed.
I followed though my heart was sore and missing Persia
where I had had servant girls, jewels and perfumes.
And I followed.
I followed to a tiny village, to a stable of stones,
where I watched my brother leave his gold casket
And I followed.
I followed them in, and left the gift of a wise woman,
a blessing of the greatest kind, I left him love.
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