Poem by Hana Shishiny
Christmas in Beirut
In each raindrop. .a flickering light
A glorious hint of the divine
In each echoing Carol..a song of heaven
And my soul..freely dances and shines..
December ..voluptuous winters sky..
In its howling winds..and falling rain
I hear Love..it sings and flies
Connecting hearts and souls..dismissing pain..
Trees of Christmas.inlightened everywhere
Filled with promises for better days…
lights are passing through every crack of time
To behold.. and share ..in every possible way…
Christmas ..has always a very special smell
The sugared sweets …and warm decorated homes
The simplest words..have a spell
The bursting hearts in bliss..in sparkling eyes are shown…