Issue 124, Fall 1992
That Night They All Gathered on the Highest Tower
That night they all gathered on the highest tower:
Astronomers, mathematicians and one magi from Syria
To read in the stars the glory of the King of Kings,
And demonstrate his immortality with the help of geometry.
Just before dawn, they nodded their heads in accord
With each other’s interpretations. The answer of the stars
Was positive. The trumpets announced
The glory of the King of Kings to the rising sun.
In the palace, at the table set for the feast, they were awaited
By the one to whom the stars gave their word tonight,
And whose future now overflowed like new wine
Which in the golden chalices awaited the toasts.