Away On Business (Poetry)

My dear, a rumour’s
spreading far and wide
whispers on the air
news brought with each tide
and there are omens ...

So I must leave you
go and find this king
the one prophesied
and see for myself
the truth of the thing

If it’s false alarm
as may be the case
expect my return
with a reddened face
meanwhile, I’ll make haste ...

You see yonder star
the heavens have sent
how planets align
to mark some event
by God’s great design

No doubt the journey
will be long, I fear
with like-minds beside
hopes high in good cheer
Eastward now we ride