For those in pursuit of Love
Distance is expected
From climbing the mountain above
To having a star detected
And crossing a thousand miles
Spending years away from home
For the love of an infant’s smiles
For eternity, wise men will roam
Their zeal shall not grow cold
Their diligence of legend
Frankincense and myrrh and gold,
Gifts of the heart they rend
The wise forever brave the wild
In pursuit of Love, of the Christ Child
God bless,
>P<
Joshua Fahey
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