WINDOWS OF THE WORLD
In the interest of peace on earth, this poem is a collaboration of poets from around the world in the following order (four lines each): CRAIG (US), Orlando Furiosa (UK), Bhavya Kaushik (India), Fran Marie (US), Charlène (Canada), Viktorsha (Russia/US), Gema (UK), Seriana (US), Aurelia Mirella (Italy), Daiku Maryu (Poland), JohnL (UK), Ocean Wave (Australia), Yossi (Israel), Arthur Henn (US), Emma (UK).
For just one moment may the earth find peace this year…
In frosted glass I stare serene at city scenes on plastic snow
And listen to a song so sweet, a tune of peace to all the world
The haunting pace of voices past begins to steal my lilting mind
As alabaster rivers tremble in the quiet, frozen facade of time
Is this the window here? Show me, yes, yes, that's it
Yes, I feel it, let me touch the glass, feel it, yes
O you're right! I feel December's touch reach in
Will you read your poem again...your words be my eyes?
I open this window of love here in the Far East Bengal bay
And this dull night suddenly turned bright as a shining day
This world became one nation, full of elation and serenity
I wish this Christmas will bring to this World a lot of prosperity
A north wind blows and cold white snow lies upon barren ground
As I gaze silently, I recall memories of gaiety and good cheer
December's full moon sits proud on his throne wearing his merry crown
Enchanting hearts in all parts of the world, windows shine crystal clear
Through these windows shine the reflections of my vision
A vision of never-ending peace; a bittersweet song of time
Frosted joviality descending with the gentle snowflakes
Ecstatic temper gliding in the chilly air
Oh how the wind brushes my cheeks with its arctic grace
And snow so crisp beneath my feet, I need you to embrace
Embrace the snowflakes of today and last winter's cheer
Start gliding through the icy patches of the forthcoming year
Colours from view show Christmas time
Warm cosy fires supping warm mulled wine
Laughter on faces as giving is warm, and families together happy not torn
The day where streets stand still, with just stockings to fill
The subtle chill air breathes a silent kiss upon my tender cheek
Washing away perennial iniquities on a whisper of this soulful day
Sounds of the season dance an elegant waltz of reminiscence
Spiriting silent memories across the canvas of my winter’s mind
I continue to look through that window of promise as the snow around me swirled
My thoughts are filled with hopes of peace, big enough for the entire world
The type of peace that everyone would want give and share
A peace that begged us to live, to take more breaths of air
Here I sit, cradled in warmth, my brother close next to me
We talk about gifts, and this and that, and sip our tea
This day, this special day, it not only about gifts
But our time together is the true thing I never forget
Raised expectant faces look to frost-framed, starry skies
Heavens mighty panoply enfolds us, as our seeking eyes
Gaze in awe with those of Shepherds, Wise Ones, Kings
While, through celestial windows, the Choir of Heaven sings
From this empty land of deserts baked by unrelenting sun
This land to which all peoples of the world in peace have come
To huddle at the margin close to water's cooling solace
Drought and wind-swept fire is another summer's promise
No matter what you feels now, no matter who's your God
Close your eyes and whisper for peace and love, oh Lord
Moslems, Hindus, Christians, Jews, open your hearts, no fears
Pray harder, every nation, for peace and love, not tears
Opening my heart to a season of change, that of a spiritual joy, a gift of love
A calling to all, shadows a journey for all, following the brightest star of all
I close my eyes; I pray we look outside the same window with open hearts
Following the spiritual navigation of love, flowing out into the night
The windows of the world are draped with Mankind’s dreams
Stitched with respectful tolerance and hemmed with hope
We’ve woven unity, dear café friends, with love of words
Let’s set an everlasting candle on the sill until our meaning’s heard...