At the stroke of midnight
We are the Magi
we cross over into a vast space
arriving with gifts
with objects unformed
for that which we do not
and names unknown.
understand.
Only desire is made stronger
Desire
by the presence of a star
leads us
the same star
and ignorant Love.
that has been guiding us
We are the unknowing
since all the forgotten years.
monarchs of nothing
It is bright in the new night
arriving in the morning
ever enchanting.
of the New.
We have far to go
We have far to go,
and much to do.
Magic drives us.
Clara Hsu/Jack Foley
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Image taken from: thechristianclipart.com
Poem “New Year” first published in Tower Journal, Volume 4, no. 2
Thank you, Clara. We still have much to do. Magic still drives us.