I have traveled very far
To find the love
Beckoning from the
One bright star.
A light of inspiration
Surely should be used
As my beacon
For it led many of wise ones
To the stable of innocence
They were seeking
Yet a babe is born again and again
Though boy or girl clothes
She may be playing in
Her skin as pale as the moon
Or the richness of a panther’s costume
For fun, the color of pink macaroons
To recognize all born in this world
As the Christ child within
Is to know the Presence
That is truly without sin
Wisdom and innocence
Go hand in hand
To find love hidden
We must understand
It is not possible
To have one without the other
A set-up from
Divine Father and our Mother
Love is to be found
Presence of light within
It’s hidden in the spark
Of life from which
We ALL begin