The Spirit of Life

 I walk down the jolly road 

Basking in the Christmas glow, 

Families decorating trees, 

Fairy lights and all things pretty. 

I witness them make merry, 

Decorating homes with reindeer 

Lucky are they to have one, I swear. 

Homeless in an alien land 

I find myself alone again. 

No festivities for the beggars 

The crowd only mean more alms and onlookers.

I shrugged almost in a sarcastic smile, 

"Are you only for the rich, Almighty Divine?"

Suddenly, as the sun still shone bright 

A shower of rain came pouring down, 

While the sky looked bright white. 

People ran to find shelters and cars 

I stood in awe, looking up. 

Soaking wet in the winter rain, 

I noticed the droplets hitting my face. 

There they were, tiny drops 

Shining in the rays, in bright colours. 

Smiling, I folded my hands in thanks, 

He had given me my own colourful lanterns.

~ Suranya



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