Gently woke up today <br />Hearing strains of Christmas carols, <br />Children singing far away… <br /> <br />Overcome with sense of joy, <br />I just listened with closed eyes <br />My spirits were Oh, so buoyed… <br /> <br />It stayed with me all day, <br />I hummed as I went about <br />My work, feeling light and gay. <br /> <br />Thus, this Christmas Eve <br />In true Christian spirit <br />I have come to believe, <br /> <br />Life itself is a gift. <br />Live it to the full... <br />All I want now is to lift, <br /> <br />The clouds of sorrow <br />From an agonising soul’s <br />Heart and heavy brow… <br /> <br />It will give me peace <br />What more do I want... <br />Oh Lord I beseech thee, <br /> <br />Guide me along the way <br />As I tread my chosen path <br />That’s all I humbly pray… <br /> <br />Its time I paid my debts <br />And cleared my dues, <br />before finally walking into the sunset...<br /><br />Mamta Agarwal<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/on-hearing-the-strains-of-chirstmas-carols/
