angol karácsonyi versek

Its Christmas time again The season of renewal Love, faith, charity And all that is beautiful Chimes greatly in to every heart Beating in celebrations Of Spirit, togetherness, and affirmation.

Remember the good old days we spent Snowballs, your face, and the gifts. Laughers, tid-bits Those long hours waiting for Santa, And the gifts He left for us  Merry-making, friends, and the Church Remembering the good old days, and an old friend like you In the best of spirit And wish you a very happy … Olvass tovább

Said Santa Claus One winter’s night, ‘I really think it’s only right That gifts should have a little say ‘Bout where they’ll be on Christmas Day.’ So then and there He called the toys Intended for good girls and boys, And when they’d settled down to hear, He made his plan for them quite clear. … Olvass tovább

We sate among the stalls at Bethlehem; The dumb kine from their fodder turning them, Softened their horn’d faces, To almost human gazes Toward the newly Born: The simple shepherds from the star-lit brooks Brought visionary looks, As yet in their astonished hearing rung The strange sweet angel-tongue: The magi of the East, in sandals … Olvass tovább

Pulled with violence To break the silence Choring, drawing Mechanism priming Ready for chiming Banging, clanging Momentum gaining Timbers straining Creaking, speaking Mechanical timing With rhythm climbing Swaying, obeying The peel resounding A sound astounding Ringing, singing The call goes out Around and about Voicing, rejoicing Come says the calling Come one and all in … Olvass tovább

Across the festive store I see her A mother knelt beside her child Both conjured by the Christmas frippery Entranced by the promiscuous lights Dancing across their astonishment Silver drums and golden trumpets Sparkling peacocks and frosted fruits Rainbow garlands and brazen tinsel Stars and fairies awaiting their finest hour I cannot help but move … Olvass tovább

See how they fall An infinity of heavenly aspirations Come to convert the world With a deep and even purity. Sent to nullify and cleanse To enhance and beautify To muffle and calm With the tranquillity Of a gossamer eiderdown. To cloak in a mystery Of endless variations Of the same tonal theme; Converting everything … Olvass tovább

There is one last present under the Christmas tree, I wonder whose it is? Is it for the little girl with the rocking horse, Or is it for Grandma or Aunt Liz? It looks so lonely, Sitting there by itself; It’d certainly be an awesome addition On „somebody’s” shelf. The ribbon is gold, The paper … Olvass tovább

I heard the bells on Christmas Day Their old, familiar carols play, And wild and sweet The words repeat Of peace on earth, good-will to men! And thought how, as the day had come, The belfries of all Christendom Had rolled along The unbroken song Of peace on earth, good-will to men! Till, ringing, singing … Olvass tovább