The magi, having traveled all the way from Parthia in the east, are puzzled when they finally  cross the border. Life as usual in Palestine.  No excitement. No parades.  No banners.  The Jews stare at the long caravan of regal magi on plumed camels with silk saddles, wondering why these rich and stately foreigners are in their country….

     The magi arrive at Bethlehem about midnight. They have found it.  “Well, this is it, gentlemen,” Yasib says under his breath. “The King of all kings. The Priest of all priests. The one predicted centuries ago by Magi Daniel.”

              Hey, you magi, or whatever you unbelievers call yourselves. You’re not wanted here. This is our religion. Don’t go changing everything. You’ve got it all wrong.

(Excerpt from STAR SONG)

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