Second Day: Warmth of Christmas Nights
The Yuletide nights begin to cool and the breeze of the air calms the crying baby. The night is just too spectacular; I see vivid flickering lights and hear joyous laughter. But as the days go by and as Christmas nears, the heart grows fonder. The nights seem to be much colder below any degree and I seem to be deaf, hearing only silence. You are all I need this Christmas, all I ever wanted everyday.
The stars in the heaven coincide with the blinking of the eye, same as the heart beats every time it pounds. I know wherever you are; we’re both watching the same sky. And a dove will fly to the hearts of everyone and a voice will shout it is Christmas time!
To the fathers and mothers who are in the farthest shores, who stands as breadwinners of their young joys. Seas they have traveled to seek for fortune and days they counted away from their family. A huge box of presents is not enough to fill the hungry hearts and their longing souls. All they want is to see you in Christmas, all they want is to see you soon.
To the dearest ones who just reached their graveyard, why did you have to go and leave us this Christmas? Tears may fill the cups for a drink with everyone who loves you sees an empty seat. Laughter may be replaced by silence and a prayer and each one will tell a story or two. An empty seat may be seated by one but your presence will be felt when joy began.
My heart starts to wander in the great vast sky. One will come and soon will invite me to join the feast inside rather to stay in the cold outside. I tried to refuse because I want to feel the cold and later to find your caressing warmth. My good old friend has persuaded me, he is great at it. I’ve been welcomed by warm open arms but I still feel cold, lost in the Christmas lights. I try to feign a smile, a good old grin. I see the table abundant and the children excited. I see faces of joy; I hear voices of bliss and emotions. But I see no reason to sit and enjoy, I see no you in the Christmas ball.
For all those who longed for their loved ones, for all those who missed their friends:
All that they want is you; all they have ever wanted is you.
With you, the winter breeze will be the warmth of their Christmas nights.
