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    Carol of the Seekers

    By Philip Britts

    December 26, 2021

    Available languages: español, العربية


    This poem, written Christmas 1939, is from Water at the Roots: Poems and Insights of a Visionary Farmer.

    We have not come like Eastern kings
    With gifts upon the pommel lying.
    Our hands are empty, and we came
    Because we heard a baby crying.

    We have not come like questing knights
    With fiery swords and banners flying.
    We heard a call and hurried here –
    The call was like a baby crying.

    But we have come with open hearts
    From places where the torch is dying.
    We seek a manger and a cross
    Because we heard a baby crying.


    camels silhouetted against a blue dusky sky

    Photograph by Bernice Tong

    Contributed By PhilipBritts Philip Britts

    Farmer-poet Philip Britts was born in 1917 in Devon, England. Britts became a pacifist, joined the Bruderhof, and moved to South America during World War II.

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