Reason

a poem by Jayati

It is
Jerusalem;
Crowded guest
house,
restless man
His young wife,
Mary
is pregnant. For shelter
all in vain; Force refuge
in stable, inn.
Dusk, slip into a still
Silence encompass darkness fill.
Born in a manger,
wrapped white, sleep in peace
Baby Jesus. Same night three wise men
Journey from east to Bethlehem; for blessings.
Son of God
Live to love
Die for our
Sins on cross.