Sometimes in the winter,
Somewhere where I sat,
In the dark silent sorrowful night,
Tears rolled down dropping,
Helpless, hopeless and discouraged.
Somewhere in the winter,
In the cold lonely weather,
Future seems very badly blinking,
Failure seems everywhere,
Nobody understands the helpless.
Sometimes in the winter,
In the hopelessness of the night,
Without one near to say sorry,
I wept out all my strength.
Wept, till strength failed weeping.
Yet in the winter,
When delusion overwhelm the heart,
Lifting up the eyes to see,
Thinking deep to know,
If the future holds something sweet.
In the same winter,
Where home seems to be unhelping,
When schooling seems to be chase of wind,
Friends seems to be unfriendly,
Careful thought of loneliness covers everywhere.
Somewhere in the winter,
Look up into the sky,
Wanting to see if one is there watching,
Likewise in the stars, moon and heaven lies,
If one is seeing and could understand.
Then in the winter,
As if He has been waiting for me,
Waiting for out-pouring of a heavy heart,
Stretching hands, smiling softly
Here I am, here to change.
Change in the winter,
The beginning from the end,
The dawn of smiling times,
Times of fortune coming ahead,
The turning of hopelessness and dejection.
There is yet joy ahead,
The memories of black winter,
Fade away as the joy of the new season,
Flooded the heart of the new reason,
The real reason why I live.
Now the story of a scholar,
The works of a poet,
The voice of a speaker and preacher,
The impact of the one in the winter-time,
Saying hope to the hopeless and dejected.
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Saturday, July 11, 2009
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