Tuesday, December 22, 2015

Another Star


You used to live in a place
you called home, because
it was filled with things
the world couldn't steal:

dreams, stories, time
suspended by love's clock,
and that wonderfully strange
beast we call family.

   But time left anyway,
   and people departed, too;
   the former marching forward;
   the latter dancing away
   toward their own hopes.

   Now, your lives are intersecting
   again, but at different roads.
   You didn't pack everything,
   but most of it seems
   to be here anyway;

   not exactly the same
   as you remember,
   but woven with grace nonetheless.

When you close your eyes,
and darkness is all
you can see, remember this:

The magi found messiah because
they were willing to have
their night journey lit
by another star;
one they'd never seen before.

You don't need gold
or frankincense
or myrrh to join them.

All it takes is a place
in your heart for
starlight to shine.
 
by Deborah Denson

© 2015 Todd Jenkins

4 comments:

  1. This is just wonderful ... again -- can I share it near Epiphany???

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  2. I absolutely love this...especially the description at the beginning.
    Am saving...journal.

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