12-Hour Carol Contest: Starsong, Coleman Glenn

Coleman Glenn lives in Bryn Athyn, PA with his wife and their six kids. His poems have appeared in LightAutumn Sky Poetry DailyBlue UnicornTHINK, and other publications.


Starsong

Our grandfathers’ grandfathers sang of the light

Of a star that would rise with a King;

They turned their eyes heavenward night after night —

But none ever saw a thing.

Now most of the world has forgotten their word

And although we remember, we feared

That neither would we see, for all we had heard,

That star. Then the star appeared.

 

What infant rests under its silvery gleam?

Who waits for our incense and gold?

The Light to Whom kings and all nations shall stream,

The Sunrise so long foretold.

 

We followed it here to Jerusalem’s throne,

But the Sovereign we seek can’t be found.

They say, “Search in Bethlehem”; no more is known.

Where is He, this King uncrowned?

The palace is dim. We step into the night.

Have we journeyed for nothing so far?

Then over the village there moves a small light.

It glimmers again - the star!

 

What infant rests under its silvery gleam?

Who waits for our incense and gold?

The Light to Whom kings and all nations shall stream,

The Sunrise so long foretold.


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