"God's in his Heaven and all is right with the World"
It's a time to spread good cheer and festive joy.....to wish a toothless face and a homeless man "A very Merry Christmas", although the greetings that the season will bring to him might not be more than a cold bun.
It's a time to go back home even though for most the home might just be a corner of a street and not the place where the "hearth" is.
It's a time for greens and reds....even though for most the only green that they would like to see are green notes and the only red they get to see is war induced.
It's a time to return to childhood, although for most the only childhood they would like to go back to would have to be in another lifetime.
It's a time for reminiscence, even though what we would really like is an eraser to wipe of all memories and start anew.
Its a season of white, even though some people have forgotten what other colours look like as white is all they see.
Yet it's that time of the year....
The time when even the toothless man will grin; when even the corner of the street feels cozy; when green and red mean more than money and blood; when white seems too colourful;when no matter what the memories and no matter how the childhood, at least one moment of it is worth reminiscing about.
So what happens really...?
Is it because long long ago a God-like child was born among cows and sheep? Nah!!
Is it because at this time of the year some children are made to live in a world that revolves around the belly of a white bearded man?
Or is it because no matter how the year may have been, we are happy that it is ending soon and we hope that it is somehow better in the next?
No matter what the reason...it is that time of the year...the time when whether or not God is in his Heaven and whether or not the turkey is in the oven....Something does seem to be right about this "stinking world".
It's a time to go back home even though for most the home might just be a corner of a street and not the place where the "hearth" is.
It's a time for greens and reds....even though for most the only green that they would like to see are green notes and the only red they get to see is war induced.
It's a time to return to childhood, although for most the only childhood they would like to go back to would have to be in another lifetime.
It's a time for reminiscence, even though what we would really like is an eraser to wipe of all memories and start anew.
Its a season of white, even though some people have forgotten what other colours look like as white is all they see.
Yet it's that time of the year....
The time when even the toothless man will grin; when even the corner of the street feels cozy; when green and red mean more than money and blood; when white seems too colourful;when no matter what the memories and no matter how the childhood, at least one moment of it is worth reminiscing about.
So what happens really...?
Is it because long long ago a God-like child was born among cows and sheep? Nah!!
Is it because at this time of the year some children are made to live in a world that revolves around the belly of a white bearded man?
Or is it because no matter how the year may have been, we are happy that it is ending soon and we hope that it is somehow better in the next?
No matter what the reason...it is that time of the year...the time when whether or not God is in his Heaven and whether or not the turkey is in the oven....Something does seem to be right about this "stinking world".
