Sunday, December 25, 2016

Finding our Christmas Light

Finding our Christmas Light

By May Kwek

The days have passed in a blur
And now it’s Christmas night
How strange it feels, so serene
It’s an oddly peaceful night

The days between have not been pleasant
Madmen acted and lives were lost
The earth has shaken, storms raged
Peace has held but at terrible cost

The struggle to keep it Christmas
Has been brutal with spirits this low
Sometimes it seemed dancing on the edge
Ready to fall with a careless blow

So I searched again for that Christmas star
And I found it tonight
High up in the dark night sky
Oddly small and not too bright

But it was constant, ever constant
Nothing could cause it to fade
It cannot be blocked, it cannot be stopped
For eternity it had been made

And I know now that it will glow always
Hope shinning in the night
Nothing on earth nor in hell
Can ever block out that light

So although there’s no tree this year
And thus nothing festive to light
It is Christmas still
And that Child’s our eternal Christmas light

Merry Christmas

Copyright © 2016 by May Kwek

Monday, December 12, 2016

Fighting for Christmas Faith

Fighting for Christmas Faith

By May Kwek

Christmas has come around again this year
But I must confess I feel no cheer
Rather it feels like Annus Horribilis
In other words, a horrible year

The world I knew has departed
Everything seems to have changed
Peace now feels on the brink of danger
And really, the world just got strange

So no tree decorates our home
The lights on the street are cold and empty
It all seems so superficial
Is this Christmas really?

I look up to the stars for an answer
Seeking the one from 2000 years ago
The one that guided to a poor manger
That winter night so cold

And it shone in my mind so bright
Such a contrast to the dark of night
And led me down a quiet walk
Where with a shepherd I could talk

But he never spoke a word
Only raised his arm and I knew
That soldiers descended to Bethlehem
To a thousand children slew

It was the first Christmas night
Forgot I truly had
That hope was born in a world so dark
And in a night so black

Yet how it shone, how it shone
The skies opened and the angels sang
There was a celebration in that little manger
Despite the world so dark and dank

Our hope is a hope for the ages
And Christmas’ joy from hereafter comes
So this Christmas will be graced with a feast nevertheless
And I’ll open the door to whoever and still say ‘Welcome’

Immanuel, God is with us
Still

Merry Christmas

Copyright © 2016 by May Kwek

Sunday, December 4, 2016

Exhaustion

Exhaustion

By May Kwek 

The night air is quiet
And I neither sleep nor wake
But move on from task to task
As best as weak strength can make

Do I still have a soul I wonder
It feels hidden away somewhere
Leaving just the flesh and bone
And tired eyes to stare

Silently at the screen
I gaze from left to right
In this darkened place
It seems so very bright

My feelings have vanished
I don't seem alive
But this heart keeps beating
Against death it still strives

But my mind has deserted me
It's mired in grey fog
My limbs worn down and heavy
Like a pair of logs

Everything feels dry
The heart is withered and grey
The whole world feels
Like a cloudy overcast day

I don’t know who I am
I don't know where I'm placed
I seem to be some machine
Working with a plastic face

I can't start I can't stop
I can't stay I can't go
I need to find, where is it?
Where can I find my soul?

Copyright © 2016 by May Kwek