Today is a different creative day
The tv is on, hubby is teaching downstairs
The day has already rolled into night
And I am in between reading a novel
And a book on art
The times are becoming full of hope again
Goodness won the elections
There are chances of a vaccine
For the pandemic getting distributed soon
But evil is taking its time to exit
And is opposing God
Winter is approaching
Festivities are on the close horizon
Let us pray
For the floods and the fires to succumb to Hope!

Laugh, for you know not
When tears will fall
Laugh, for after summer
You’ll fall.

You who are out there working
On frontlines, grasp life fully well
Grappling with death all the time
Teach us how to value it…

God creates
Oftentimes we forget
We grow from a toddler
To an adult
And accumulate adulation
At such a stage
Should we bow our heads
And realize
Our maker as the fountainhead…

Flowers are blooming again
But the planet is ill...
People are dying in huge numbers
Infected by some viruses
Which were carried by animals...

Humans exploited the planet:
The earth,the water,the creatures!
The results are showing,
One by one...

Can't we minimize
The processes of ruin
And embrace
The blooming flowers
And read God's message?

Trembling all over
Have become busy
Smiling all over
Braving the cold
Taking the bus
And then the train
Walking,
Amongst strangers
Awed at Manhattan
I have stepped into a fairyland!

Wanna come?

Blow after blow,
It will come,
Purporting to take your everything away...
Hold on, do not give way!
And when they stop,
Deliver your blows!

Keep on doing this, for as long as they persist,
For years, decades...

And then, they would seem to stop...
And, would really stop.
And then you celebrate victory...