By Badri Raina – Delhi, Dec 24, 2011
Jesus of Nazareth, I tell you
You remain much in my heart.
In moments when the world disappears,
I have sight of you in tattered white robe
And matted shoulder-length hair
Walking the desert towards the sea,
Turning your back on us
Who are now money changers all.
But listen to my short little wish:
May those that are destined to go in 2012
Do so quickly and quietly,
Without pain or regret.
And, may those that last the year
Cease to give to Caesar
What is never Caesar’s,
And may Caesar be obliged to
Yield to them all that Caesar has stolen.
Assure me that much,
And your divinity shall be mine as well.
Smile, O wise one, and be born tonight
Afresh into an innocence timelessly bright.