Myrrh

I was assigned to write about myrrh for our Writer's Guild Christmas party. Fitting, I thought. It has been one of those years. It started with an accidental death, then a cousin's cancer, an injury, surgery, another accidental death, my cancer and now probably the death of my cousin. Myrrh, yes. It has been one of those years.

Myrrh

Three wise men,
Studiers of stars
Three gifts to bring
Gold, frankincense and myrrh.

Myrrh
What did they see?
Did they recognize the starry creature?
The one with two natures?

Myrrh
They cut the bark
The sap ran out.
The branch had to be pierced.
What did they know?

Myrrh
It speaks of suffering and death.
Such bitterness.
Embalming ointment?
Did They know?

Myrrh
More costly than gold.
Only royalty could afford it.
A gift for a babe?
A man?
A King?

Myrrh
What did they know?