Trying to find the way
  charts, maps, stars,  patterns
Must be some way
  to find the One
Through all the ages
  a whole year planning
Then travel, dangerous
  yet they sought
We go so fast, not slow
  a few weeks and they
Arrive, not the slow
  traveling, misfits
In regal robes, fancy
  so we don't look at
Who they really were,
  sages who dabbled
In a bit of magic
  prediction, laid out
Under the starry
  sky wondering