They left by another way 
to avoid the falling stars 
bombarding the night sky, 
minor apocalypses scoring 
their trails across the Red Sea. 
They dreamed of corridors 
between the waters knowing 
that God created dry land 
once. Cradled by sand dunes 
haunted by Herod’s gaudy 
and the Child’s humble glory 
they observed the tilt and sway 
of constellations as their light 
spilled out toward Bethlehem.

And having been warned in a dream not to return to Herod, they left for their own country by another road. Matthew 2:12