The Sun proudly mounted from behind the mountains Demanding the moon to go home and rest in its own coolness Failing to realize that I briskly woke up way before its rise Impatiently waiting for this inestimable precious day.

A day for which the globe waits
Not to vainly look for the inexistent Santa
But to make the invisible Christ
Visible at heart with transparency.

My feet led my chilly body outside my house
For me to admire the beauty of the nature
Where the houses are decorated with the color
Of the heart of Jesus which is nothing but Snow.

There is a man in front of every house
Greeting the people on the street
Only to receive no smile on their lips
Making him wonder even though he is a Snowman.

I walked along the street as I remembered my night prayer
Lord, how many more years should I tolerantly wait
For your glimpse gorgeous and your smile contagious
With the shine in your eyes which brings the same in my eyes?

You were so visible then and more invisible now
What made your divine form hide from me?
Is it due to my sins small or my mistakes big?
Im tired after years 30 of my life to search for you.

I cry and I cry until I decay like hopeless clay
People decry and decry seeing me mad for you
I neither wish for the riches nor wish for life happy
I wish for thee; I wish to feel you in my heart.

My prayer is meant to be answered
But never intended to be unobserved
You hardly seem to be bothered
What makes you feel Im not deserved?

Drops of water ran down my cheeks
It is not the snow which has melted
But the outcome of my melted heart
Which in all my life I never dealt.

My feet didnt accompany my thought to step ahead
And they paved way to a serene alleyway
They forced my eyes to look at something deep
That kept moving and watching as I moved close.

It is a man but not really a man
It was the Snowman that smiled at all
With a smile of hope I looked at him
To find two moving eyes deep within the snow.

The two little eyes are filled with care
They shine like stars bright and bright
As the two cute lips joined in pair
To be seen by me and to smile at me.

It is now that my eyes are filled with the shine
As they saw my Christ in the snowman
It is now that my heart is solaced and fine
As it felt the selfless and incessant love of a kind.

What Thanks can I render Christ?
For the glimpse thou had graced on me
Every day I will blossom in your love and light
Not one day I will live a life of hopeless night.

You give the love of thousand mothers
You give the care of thousand fathers
You impart the knowledge of thousand teachers
Your ways chosen are innumerable; your ways chosen are inexplicable

What words can I say Christ
Than to wish you Happy Birthday
On this Day of Merry Christmas
Than to live and love you?

Have faith in your hopes that you will one day meet the Lord you waited and lived for. That is your real Christmas.- Sharmila Sanka