M.D DINESH NAIR
A Few Christmas Musings... - Poem by M.D DINESH NAIR
Here comes yet another Christmas and its preceding delight of a great eve
And I look up unto my poet friends`eyes for a glow that has no equations.
In these days of wreckage and ruins of life and lands
I hear your all prayers filled with piety and devotion!
A newborn`s arrival was never so sweet as that of Jesus
I spell out from a mind that has no chambers of fear.
Without him the world would have ever had a void of the kind
That could have ever been even a huge mishap!
The apostle of peace has ever been a moving spirit
That rewrote the lessons taught to the masses of all times.
The glory of suffering he wrote in red letters
Even as a time and its men nailed him to death on the cross.
As the Buddha fumbles in the corridors of the known and the unknown
And Krishna fades into the reveries of a mother`s cradle song,
Jesus stands tall and high before my 'dim eyes'
And poses questions on ' What else you wanted? '.
Jesus, one thousand missionaries have toiled in the dark and the wild
Have fed the hungry mouths and spread the message of your love.
One million thoughts have rekindled the lamp of empathy and care
And a billion minds have been solaced in your name!
I have ever and ever looked into the skies for his face to splash across
And have often wondered, 'What even if he can`t come down? '
I wish for a time that my mind goes mad for ever
If it can fly unto 'his abode' for once and ever.
As the festivity begins to paint the evenings around
The infant Jesus will once more thunder from somewhere afar
`You are in revolt and riot as I was in my time you know,
Go ahead, my son despite the shafts of unreason shot at you.
O Christmas revellers, sing till the dawn breaks,
O dear Valerie, Valsa, Thomson A Robinson, Yoonoos,
O dear Unwritten Soul, Thomas Hsi and John Celes,
Kindly pray for me and the like too this time for a change.
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