there is something about christmas eve
a million things cant fill up in this heart
a glittering christmas gift laden tree cant cheer up
an emptiness trails the snow
that lightly, steadily, smoothens
the landscape with white
the steps of carolling singers
from house to house
land louder than their songs
on this heart that tries to
make merry for the night
without knowing why
as the night dims and silence
to a mere glittering tree by the window
one is left wondering whether the night
would have been as well spent alone, praying
and reflecting on Christ himself
instead of all the raucuous ceremonies
how he had walked, bearing a cross alone,
all alone towards Calvary so that our soul
would be cleansed of sins, a plain of white
glorious as snow for God
john tiong chunghoo
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/christmas-that-cant-fill-up-this-heart/
