Classic Poem

Of old the simple wise men saw a star:
One star amidst the host of shining worlds,
From which there came a subtle influence,
Mysterious, weird, compelling confidence;
Unspoken was its message, yet inwrought.
And all within them heard and heeded it,
As though it were the very voice of God.
And so from out the wilderness they went,
Ever unto the heavenly vision true;
Their faithful steps unfaltering day or night,
Undaunted by the perils of the way;
By threat, by loneliness, by mystery unawed;
Their guide and company the silent star.
At length the journey done, they reached a cave,
A lowly home, with softest light aglow,
An atmosphere of holy love and charm
And perfect peace, and in its furthest depth
The Mother holding at her breast the Babe.
Then sank the star: not as the stars are wont,
Not in the light it died, but lost in love,
Such love, all comprehensive, wonderful.