The magi departed for their country by another way.
I have my daily epiphany.
No noisy camel clops,
No star to follow westward,
No desert to traverse,
No costly gifts in my pack.
At home and hearth is where
My epiphany begins and ends.
In ordinary of daily life,
I discover gifts I bear.
Preparing healthy meals,
Scouring pots and pans,
Chasing dust and cobwebs,
Making quiet time and space,
Walking where nature heals.
I bow to One who offers grace
To each heart, in every space.
Under rocks, on mountain tops,
in seas, rivers, ponds or brooks,
in corners and eaves,
in Scriptural truth.
My epiphany:
I am like a sleuth
in search of God’s blessings.
The Victor's Place 
The magi departed for their country by another way.
I have my daily epiphany.
No noisy camel clops,
No star to follow westward,
No desert to traverse,
No costly gifts in my pack.
At home and hearth is where
My epiphany begins and ends.
In ordinary of daily life,
I discover gifts I bear.
Preparing healthy meals,
Scouring pots and pans,
Chasing dust and cobwebs,
Making quiet time and space,
Walking where nature heals.
I bow to One who offers grace
To each heart, in every space.
Under rocks, on mountain tops,
in seas, rivers, ponds or brooks,
in corners and eaves,
in Scriptural truth.
My epiphany:
I am like a sleuth
in search of God’s blessings.
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