My Soul Beckons

It falls again and winter sprawls

Bountiful harvests steal the show

Ecstatic earth simmers

To a land of mirth. My soul beckons

Bonfires, campfires built with love

Prepare us for fun-filled ambiences

Hope this time we are privy to

Magical moments that Christmas hath in store

Gripping claws of pandemic

Had full say on last year's celebrations

We lost our near and dear ones

And mankind lost all hope

Consuming delicacies

In this frosty weather

Feels like dollops of nectar

Titillating the taste bud

My heart twirls in happiness

As my lenses capture

Cosmic dalliance in splendours of nature

Hope gathers momentum

Overpowers my faltering belief

My heart prompts

And the soul's voice reckons

This time for sure.

We shall have an exotic celebration.