I started to follow in my sleep. touched by the star. The star paraded over my dreams, night after night. one night, I sat on a hill and watched the star until the morning. Then, I knew it would lead me if I chose to follow. I followed. I followed the star. The route: circuitous. The country: rugged. The ruler: vicious. The companions: odd - and wise. The nights: cold, colder than in my land. I followed. I followed the star. Stories say the Star led to a child, The Child. This I know now: The star led to Light.
Mary Elyn Bahlert, 2015