What I am thankful for this Christmas

What I am thankful for this Christmas

By May Kwek

Christmas is once again here

The time of giving and the time of cheer

But most of all it is the time

To be thankful for the blessings this year

I have so much to be thankful for

I know not where to start

Thankful I can see and feel

Thankful for each beat of my heart

For the family and friends

Their love and their care

For the times we’ve spent together

The memories that we share

Thankful for opportunities

The laughter and the tears

Thankful for God’s grace

When alone and in fear

Thankful that I am able to give

That I have plenty on my side

Thankful for the chance

To show love and do right

To learn and to grow

Each and every day

Thankful for the kindness

Received in every way

But most of all I am thankful

That if everything that was given was gone

I would be received at heaven’s door

Because my Saviour was born

Merry Christmas everyone!

Copyright © 2012 by May Kwek

Immanuel's Star

Immanuel's Star

By May Kwek

The night was cold and dark

The shepherds drew lambs to their hearts

Across the valleys and hills a cool wind blew

Drawing the grass apart

Huddling by the fire

A shepherd sang a song

Poking a crackling fire

Ready for the night so long

 Then a bright light

Caught his dazzled eyes

And he turned them heavenward

Towards the star studded sky

And behold there was a star

Shinning in the night

Eclipsing all others

With its beauty and light

It drew and beckoned

And suddenly the heavens burst open

The air was filled with angel songs

And by the star’s light the shepherds were drawn

Towards a little village

Of seemingly no importance

Worn down with age

Completely impassioned

The atmosphere was joyful

Yet apprehensive as they drew nearer

To a newly born child

Asleep in the manger

His hands shaking slightly

The shepherd touched the child

He stirred and looked up

And a miracle he smiled!

Then a while later

The shepherd was back at his fire

Gazing up at the star

His heart felt warmer

And he watched never knowing

That it was the first Christmas night

And the star shinning so brightly

Was the Saviour’s heralding light

Merry Christmas everyone!

Copyright © 2012 by May Kwek

Round the walls of Jericho

Round the walls of Jericho

By May Kwek

I don’t understand why we are doing this

I am warrior, we are trained to fight

But Joshua has us marching round this wall

Ever since first light

Shouldn't we storm the city?

Look the people jeer from the walls!

Anger courses through me

Do they think we are that small?

Shall we not fight back?

What will this walking do?

In absolute silence we march

And waiting for God too

Six days he said we will march

And on the seventh blow our horns

Though I remember he gave water in deserts parched

What good is blowing a horn?

No, this doesn't make sense

I try to tell Joshua so

But he told me to march on

On the Lord’s word we will go

Days pass and the seventh is here

I carefully raise my horn

Together we blow loudly

The loudest since we were born

The next second feels

Like a sound from hell

I feel a rumble and turn around

Oh my God! The wall fell!

Copyright © 2012 by May Kwek

Reflections on reading A Picture of Dorian Gray

Reflections on reading A Picture of Dorian Gray

By May Kwek

Good Lord human depravity!

Sown in the Garden of Eden

Human hands and cruelty

The worst scream I’ve ever listened

Murder and selfishness

Lost in carnal delights

The corruption of souls and innocence

Blotted out like a candle at night

How can the pure and good?

Be lost in the waves of sin?

In the midst of depravity

No one knows how blind they’ve been

Consumed with one’s self

Till it’s an empty shell

Wallowing in selfish pleasures

Unaware it’s the herald of hell

Oh let the watchers watch!

And the listeners listen!

Mind the tale!

The story that was written

Fall not into the trap

Of the easy way to hell

The soul is a precious thing

Pray! Keep it well!

Copyright © 2012 by May Kwek

For a link to the plot of A Picture of Dorian Gray please go to: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Picture_of_Dorian_Gray

The worry thief

The worry thief

By May Kwek

When we were there

By the autumn sea

Watching the wind

The tide, the sea

Watching the sunset

 On the sandy bay

Wondering at the future

Of another day

Looking at the clouds

 Through unseeing eyes

Hearing the birds

As they flew up high

We thought we were enjoying

The ocean and the waves

But our minds were really

In deep miserable caves

So while we were there

With the land and sea

We did not see anything

You and me

Copyright © 2012 by May Kwek

Letter to a sick friend

Letter to a sick friend

By May Kwek

My dear, dear friend

I am sorry to hear of your illness

And just as sorry I cannot come

To lighten up your day and to bring you some

Distraction from the pain

Which I know must be great

But events kept me away

And I couldn’t wait

So I thought to send a smile

In this poem

It has taken a while

But I hope you can listen

Yes listen, can you hear the wind?

The birds chirping and the life within

Can you hear the children playing with their ball?

Like we did once before

 Look out the window

Glaze at the sky

Once you are better

We can fly

And do all the things we wished to do

And then I will be back with you

Look at the sky and remember my promise

When you are better we shall do this!

Stretch out your hand to the open window

And feel the wind between your fingers

And the warm of the summer sun shinning

I bet that now you are smiling

There! You see I have send you a smile

I had to get nature to do it so it took a while

Smile! Laugh and get better!

And I will come visit sooner

Get well my friend!

I will see you soon

Wait for me!

I’ll be there soon!

Copyright © 2012 by May Kwek

Silence

Silence

By May Kwek

Silence, the quiet, the peaceful, the still

Quietly watching and watching until

The time comes for it to act

Silence is what so many things lack

There is silence in the night

And silence in the day

There’s silence in the bird’s flight

Come what may

There is silence in the stream

Rippling through it may seem

But it causes silence in the soul

A quiet, peaceful, contented glow

There’s silence in the sky

And a kind of blessed peace

Silence in beauty

From the greatest to the least

Silence in the air

Even in a bird’s call

There is silence in everything

The great and the small

Silence isn't cold

Isn't lonely either

It is something magical

That no man can measure

It is a time

A place, a where

A moment to savor

What the world shares

Copyright © 2012 by May Kwek