CHRISTMAS POEM: by John KellyNews Weekly
The adoration of the Magi
, December 22, 2007
A star at midnight shining
sun-like in the heavens' canopy
caught at first our interest,
defying all known practices,
our horoscopes and astrology ...
To Bethlehem, "The Place of Bread",
we came, arrested where the star
had stopped and blazed
above a stable ...
Curious the shepherds,
down from the hills:
no curse today from them,
no usual sneer for strangers;
their heads bowed, kneeling:
cudgels fallen from their unclosed fists,
there for the taking ...
Instead, taken were we,
with Child and Mother
beside a feed-box cradle ...
Accustomed as we were
to bearing gifts for kings
encountered on our diverse journeyings,
we made an offering:
compelled, as well, to fall
upon our knees,
freely give allegiance, pray;
held, as never by
our homelands' brazen idols, myths,
their makers and their ministers ...
Gold, frankincense and myrrh we gave,
standard gifts of kingly trade;
re-made were we from then:
our knowledge, craft and apparatus now
made merely shades
by the new heart, new mind and will
this Child, this Lord of lords,
had fired within us ...
And Herod's voice was drowned
in angels' song ...- the author John Kelly is a South Australian secondary school teacher.