The other day I went to a glass-painting workshop at the Mauritius glass gallery… where I have chosen this geometrical paperweight to paint a reindeer and a Christmas tree on it (of course I’m very bad at drawing, and it was the artist who animated the workshop that drew everything). Also, luckily for us the cyclone is gone, else it would have ruined the festivities.

A Christmas Verse

The night starts to bloom out from the somber
 So as to animate Christmas celebrations,
  All spotlights flash green-red-black-white 
   The festive hues of every December,

It is the night before Christmas
 And the Choir sings songs that warm hearts
  While shop toys are filled with crowds
   As clusters of joyful hearts walk on pavements

Everybody is so busy with the day
 Childish hearts dream with eyes wide open 
  Of the bearded Santa Claus, saying Ho!Ho!Ho! 
   In his sleigh filled with gifts, pulled by majestic reindeers

And 25th December comes around, shining through —
 The scent of pines and frou-frou ornaments
  And under the Christmas tree, all of these gifts 
   Wrapped beautifully, left there by some kind of ghost. 

-Eiravel-