The Jouney Of The Magi Poem by Bill Mitton

I have long know of their journey
learned at my mothers knee.
How the Magi travelled long and hard
To the land of Galilee
I never questioned why they went
on this journey so profound.
for I knew too of the Christ Child
who beneath a star they found.
Gold and Myrrh and Frankincense
These names through ages ring.
The gifts they brought the infant
as their homage to a king.
The prophecy of Seth had told
of a star so wondrous bright
to lead them to the Prince of Peace
across the Eastern night.
Balthasar, Gasper and Malchior
The three Wise men of old
who did not betray the son of God
So the story is still told.
Balthasar came from the East
Gasper from the West
And Melchior came from the south
All at the Star’s behest.
Some say it’s just a legend
I believe that it took place,
but that really doesn’t matter
The story holds this grace.
That everyone has such a star
and they follow where it leads
to find there own small stable
away from cruelty and greed
or in a quest to find some answers
in hard journeys for some proof
by sacrificing everything
enduring all to gain the truth
and the journeys always different
for some it’s Pole to Pole
for others it’s much longer
‘til they reach their own life goal.
It’s a journey that we all must make
to find that place of peace
or throw off our pain and sorrow
and know the joy of that release.
Or in the footsteps of the Magi
To find, just as they told,
the stable and the Christ Child
and the flame which lights the soul.