We found the Holy Grail! |
WHAT A BRILLIANT LIGHT A couple thousand years ago, a pilgrimage we took; we rode upon our camels, and we brought our holy book. We traveled here and we traveled there, we traveled everywhere; but so long as we had our faith, we really didn't care. Along the route was many times, I thought that I would quit; but ever time I said a word, my friends would have a fit. You must go on you cannot stop, my friends would yell with rage; for the day is near and the time is here, for a new and wondrous age. Along our path were many men, some good, some bad, some mean; but one we met in robes of gold, who called himself a king. Through evil thoughts and evil deeds, his power grew and spread; but behind his throne, behind his door, many men lie dead. To us he said, the one you seek, the one that God spoke of; bring him to the palace here, and let me show my love. Behind his eyes, deep in his heart, we knew he told a lie; If the child was before him brought, the child would surely die. In the days to come, and the weeks that passed, our trail we watched with fear; for the evil king, a spy did send, and we knew that he was near. One frosty night we saw a star and across the sky it flew; we followed close and traveled fast, and watched it as it grew. Across the fields, across the hills and to a little town it fled; it finally stopped above a stable, What a brilliant light it shed. As we neared the battered barn, to behold this wondrous sight; from near and far the shepherds came, to stand beneath the light. They opened up a path for us and pointed out the way; to the sight of a new born baby, sleeping softly in the hay. In my mind I heard these thoughts as we walked across the sand; on this night unto you is born, a prince of the holy land. With thoughts of joy and tears of love, we knelt before this child; for in our chest and in our minds, our hearts were beating wild. We placed before this blessed child, our gifts of gold and more; then turned in awe at the wondrous sight, we saw above the floor. A choir of angels was floating there, above the shifting sand; the song they sang was for peace on earth, and good will towards every man. We knew at once at our journey's end, we'd found the holy grail; for in this barn, we'd found the child, they called Emanuel. As we left the sacred ground, and turned to ride away; the 'evil spy' the king had sent, rode up to us to say. To my king do not return, the spy proclaimed with joy; for in his heart he means to kill, to destroy this precious boy. Return to the kingdoms from whence you came, as if your journey had no end; and to my king and to his court, a false report I send. For I have also learned this night, beneath that brilliant star; is born this day the king of kings, a precious gift by far. We each could tell from the soldier's words, and from the sparkle in his eye; the man had met the holy child, and had forged a binding tie. Our journey ends, our quest was found, now the story can be told; about the tale of Jesus Christ, as we watched his life unfold. But that was many years ago, two thousand years or more they say; that the birth of this holy child, turned the nighttime into day. But the light he shed for all mankind, will last throughout the years; to calm our hearts, and give us hope, and wash away our fears. I was pretty young when I took this journey. |