Andoni: The Nativity Poem by Matthias Pantaleon

There are times when I feel emotional
About my nativity and I think of home
I’ve cross too many rivers to be irrational
About my home but I think it’s awesome

Many sons journey into the west
In search of honey and green pasture
They travel deep into the forest
With nothing to protect their stature

Alas we leave our prints in the sand
Where there was thirst we found Krest
Fortune favours us in this strange land
We are homebound with our treasure chest

This lonely path will remember our name
Because we teach her how to handle fame