“Tonight the stars will guide us to the baby
Take your cloaks, it will be a long journey”
One magi summoned his excited companions
It was dark but they prepare their camel train
Cold airs spread the late evening mist
As they marched through sand and dust
Winds soared, it was darker up the clouds
Sometimes they rode, at times they walked
And when they grew weary and faint
They let themselves and camels rest
Taking their water cans to drink from it,
Greeting shepherds traveling East
Three they were, with starry happiness
As their guide and strange compass
“Ah! What beauty are those glittering stars,
Can you see, one outshines the others!”
Quickly they rose to continue with their quest
Stars glitter as they journey through the desert…
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