three kings
three kings, as helpers called, are at your side,
who point the upward path to worlds so wide,
and guide you inward to the depths of soul.
yet know that though still distant were the goal,
the earth itself is slowly growing light,
and shall become a new star burning bright.
who is the saviour of this star of gold,
like to that new-born babe in times of old,
to whom they carried what they had to give
the hidden temple mysteries to retrieve?
they recognized him in his earthly sheath,
the God who came to know and suffer death.
you bring christ gold and frankincense and myrrh
that they as spirit gifts may know increase.
you bow your heads and will no longer err
and fall before him gently on your knees.
you fold your hands, with hearts devout and humble,
and those who follow you will never stumble.
and though in hell the demons did surround him,
he finds the way to angel spheres above,
and even though all chaos were around him,
from him would flow a world of heavenly love.
for all the kings, all three, are there in you;
three kings: the good, the beautiful, and true.
translated by pauline wehrle
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dinner together tonight . . chanda has a bit of a cold or touch of flu. she's been taking it easy but accompanied me to the vet with pluto who had an appointment. the doctor thought we should have him take a special probiotic to see if it helps with his digestion (he's been having a little mucous and blood in his stool).
tea and chocolates and butter/ginger cookies . . and a present from across the pond - one of my favorite bags from booths (a special holiday one!) and delicious assam tea.
morgan sent a video from a favorite cafe in london where they were meeting up with aunt cindy and uncle jeff and cousin ryan . .
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sweet dreams everyone . .
