Journey of the Magi

Drop the reins
of your mind.
Let the camel of your breath
lead you.
Follow the star that rises
over the mountain in your brow
through the empty desert
of longing
into the dark valley of your chest.
Something unspeakable
is born there,
and a lady is gazing down
into the straw
where beams fall upward
into her face, that face
bemused and grateful,
not so much with a look
of astonishment
as of certainty
that nothing could ever
surprise her again.
There, you could bow
and drink from the well
of wonder
gushing out of the earth.



Painting: 'Adoration of the Child' by Gerrit Van Honthorst,
1620, Uffizi Gallery, Florence