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'A Silent Night, a Holy Night'

- by Valsa George 17

The sun has set and the shadows fled
The feathered flocks, flown to their nest
Weary men after the day's toil and care
Are back home for sleep and rest

No bird sings and no beast strays
No tramp wanders and no lights shimmer
Silence rules and peace prevails
The sky is clear and the stars do glimmer

Buds unfold in shady glades
A sweet aroma pervades the air
Fluttering leaves sing a lullaby
And glow worms reel on wings of fire

Birds and beasts, in Nature's bosom rest
Babies nap, cuddling to their mothers tight
Tired men stretch out under quilts for ease
The world, asleep with dreams sweet and bright

A brief interlude from all angry strife
A time of farewell to all frivolous conceits
A holy night to bury our woes
And a God sent time to ease our spirits!

Poet

- by Valsa George 17

Wielding a tool, mighty and spiky
Mightier than either the sword or rod
He reigns, monarch in Fancy's domain
Sketching life in fanciful colour and mode

Which with pain and strife fraught
Or bright with gaiety and grace
In finer yarn than the gossamer thread
On the fabric of words in befitting verse

He steals away from the noisy crowd
In to the stillness of the cloistered cell
To dwell with Fancy's mystic charms
Weaving downy dreams at will

He recounts forgotten tales of yore
Of bloody battles won and lost,
Of lovers united, amour defiled,
Conjuring memories from abysmal past

He hearkens to the moans of lovelorn souls
And sings of beauty in ditties fine
Triggering sparks into flames grow
In umpteen hearts that pine and whine

Babbling with the brook rushing swift,
Racing with the deer loping past,
He wanders into mysterious woods
Where flowers, their richest odours cast

His ears intent on the song of birds
That comes floating from the far off groves
And the whirr of cicadas on the bark of trees
Breaking the calm of twilight eves

Alone he saunters the stretching strands,
Watching virulent breakers in fury heave
Often his heart dancing with the tide
And swinging with the rhythm of rising wave

He feasts on the gleam of the auburn sun
And the speckled blue of the infinite skies
Watching the day dying in flame
And the night in a diadem of stars vies

All that's lovesome meets his eyes
And communes to him in profuse delight
Which he turns into rhyme and rhythm
For the whole of mankind to devour and digest

From his harp flow symphonies sweet
Songs of longing, love and lust
Of idyllic happiness, peace and bliss,
Fuelling hearts with vigorous zest

Though outlawed by the great sage of Greece,
Branding the bard, aberrant and a fool
Oft beneath the fa?ade of his wayward thoughts,
Lie heaps of wisdom for the discerning soul.

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