I attend the Episcopal Church of the Epiphany, so Sunday, Jan. 6th was our feast day. For the occassion, Bishop Jake Owensby visited and preached at the service. He talked about how the wise men were not searching for a certain geographical location, but for a person. His whole sermon can be found on his blog, Pelican Anglican.
I was inspired by Bishop Jake’s words when I picked up this card from my collection. I tried to capture the idea of our continual search in this poem.
The Star Still Leads
The light shines in the darkness, and the darkness did not overcome it.
Wise men traveled a great distance
with a will
strong enough to carry them
over hills and dunes,
through nights of wind,
storms, and cold.
All in search of a person.Life is a destination
recorded in scrapbooks
dated photographs,
no east, south,
west, or north,
but names, people we love,
people who sustain us in hope.We are revealed to God,
our calloused hands curled
in prayer,
we reach up,
fervently asking
for relationship, for health, for understanding.
Asking for a star.
all rights reserved, Margaret Simon








Lovely poem, Margaret. Thank you for sharing… Happy Friday! =)
Thank you for sharing this beautiful poem, Margaret!
Beautiful poem, Margaret. I especially loved the line about light and darkness. Truly uplifting. Thank you for sharing!! =)
I love this collection you are writing. In this poem, I like how you make the wise men’s search your own–our own. That last line is a winner!
Thanks for hosting today, Violet, and for stopping by. Your encouragement means a lot.
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I continue to love this project, Margaret. This time, the metaphor of us reaching (or looking) for a star touches me. I applaud the idea that in some way, we all are doing so. Your father’s artwork is so lovely!
Thanks for your comment. I am feeling good about this project. I feel such a strong connection to the images.
The last line says it all. Beautiful.
I like this! Thanks for sharing it.
A lovely poem, Margaret. I agree that the last line is powerful. I also especially like:
>>no east, south,
west, or north,
but names, people we love,<<
Thanks for your comments on my poem, too.
One of the reasons I have taken my time with your poems is because they are so finely crafted it has been pure pleasure to read them. The minor thing I saw was probably a typo that you caught. Also, I think you know best how you would change them. Trust you! You are attuned to the voice and are a wonderful craftswoman. I know you are busy, but it would be nice to talk about them over coffee. 🙂