Stars
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| Bruno Piglhein - Star of Bethlehem |
There are stars we simply
gaze upon,
on cloudless nights.
We see shapes and figures
in the patterns of heavenly lights,
give them names
and call their groupings
constellations.
There are stars
which travelers follow,
lights in the sky
leading the way
from one land to another,
or across vast seas
and oceans.
There was one star,
rising in a specific place,
over a tiny village,
over a barn in a field.
One star,
a comet, maybe
or a flight of fancy.
One star,
lighting the way
through the strife of a fragile night.
One star
calling wise men and shepherds
to the humble birth
of greatness.
copyright 2016 - Donald P James Jr
gaze upon,
on cloudless nights.
We see shapes and figures
in the patterns of heavenly lights,
give them names
and call their groupings
constellations.
There are stars
which travelers follow,
lights in the sky
leading the way
from one land to another,
or across vast seas
and oceans.
There was one star,
rising in a specific place,
over a tiny village,
over a barn in a field.
One star,
a comet, maybe
or a flight of fancy.
One star,
lighting the way
through the strife of a fragile night.
One star
calling wise men and shepherds
to the humble birth
of greatness.
copyright 2016 - Donald P James Jr
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