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Merry Christmas!

The world sings Your praise Says You were born in a stable To where a bright star showed the way To wanderers of the desert They sing carols and make new ones Year after year every Christmas All that is nice and sweet to hear But Lord I have another reason To sing out aloud The greatness of Yours I am no Christian by birth Neither have I lent my ears To missionaries who preach And invite the world to their feuding folds My country had a leader Whom Your life influenced And he put what he knew of You into practice To free us from perilous bondage Made us truly recognize How You chimed with our ancient nascence He is the Father Of Our Nation None else in the world I think Had the strong conviction he had That Your teachings can be PRACTISED My country therefore owes a lot To You, Jesus Christ, And to You we truly belong Oh, guide us Divine Light And illumine the world Let us celebrate Christmas To usher in an era of peace In which the whole creation can rejoice Unbound, without fetters and barriers In the bosom of true Christ Consciousness Undifferentiated Oneness

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Date: 3/10/2025 11:00:00 AM
Thank you so much for your beautiful versus you truly write deeply from the heart. I especially love the Christmas one and how your deep expression of the Lord comes to life. Keep writing!
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Date: 3/5/2025 5:43:00 AM
I enjoyed the three poems I received this morning Madathil. But especially this last one on Christmas. I enjoyed how you taught me Jesus’s teachings have been passed to other’s teaching’s to enhance others beliefs!! If I am wrong please let me know on a personal note. It is my understanding. Truly,Patrick
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