And the star that they had seen when it rose.
Went before them until it came to rest over the place.
And do we follow the light wherever it goes.
We wonder if we will ever complete our race.

We may be happy with our lot or not.
Or we may be disappointed.
But out there is our star bright or not.
We do not need to be faint hearted.

We do not know where it will come to rest.
Or indeed how and when it arose.
But somewhere is our final nest.
It will be as a beautiful rose.

We just need to keep our eyes heavenward.
And follow our star onward.

….

They followed the star.
Until it came to rest there
Where the child was born

…..

See Matthew 2 : 1-12