That Star

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Now eons in the past, 
Still shining brightly.
Not just for ancient shepherds,
Or wise men of old,
Or wicked Herod,
Or Mary and Joseph, 
Illuminating their stable nursery.

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But for now
And in the future,
In the distance, 
We will see it.

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Then the angels will come.
Not just to the young couple,
Or the shepherds,
Or the Magi, 
Or the evil king, 
But to all of us.

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When that light is no longer
A single star,
But lightening
Splitting the sky, 
From East to West, 
When He returns.

 

A retired teacher, Vern Fein has published over 250 poems on over 90 different sites. His first poetry book, I Was Young and Thought It Would Change, came out earlier this year.

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