Where Dust and Cosmos Meet
A Poem by Mariana Herrera Mosli
Through barren lands, the camels softly tread,
Their breath a mist against the wasteland’s chill.
The winds grow calm, as if by Heaven led,
A cosmic flame appears, breaks tyrant’s will.
Three star-seers move, their wisdom burning bright,
charting the heavens in the darkened skies.
The stars align and whisper through the night,
And beckon them where Love incarnate lies.
The oxen low; the lambs stand still in awe,
While frosted trees shed jewels along their wake.
The world, reborn, obeys creation’s law,
As night dissolves and truth begins to break.
A crownless King, where dust and cosmos meet,
Reveals the sacred at the shepherds’ feet.