K is for kings, those mysterious three

Who were they,

These 3 distinguished riders

Trekking across unknown lands

And desert sands?

How did they get to be together?

Was it a pub conversation,

Or a yearn for adventure?

“They’d seen the star”, they said.

Would we do the same? 

See a strange phenomenon, attribute meaning, leave our homes and travel?

We’d have technology of course –

GPS, phones, perhaps a back up of paper maps and compass

A support vehicle or two, ‘ just in case’.

Their unerring belief in the mission is awesome.

And at the journey’s end?

No palace, no prestige, no information board –  

Nothing at. 

‘Just’ an (extraordinary) ordinary scene:

A new baby, hidden away in a back yard,

In an animal stall.