A RHAPSODY OF VISITATIONS
Memories are weaved on visitations
A zillion colours and feelings arise in visitations of the heart
Melodies and maladies are all reasons for visitations
The vignettes of my life are framed in visitations
For this my little life is but a visitation
From the bosom of God, from His Divine Home
Here I’m now, making my visitation in this world.
The sways of sights and the alluring dreams
The flashy splendour of this shifting world
They keep shifting, blinking and drowning me in
I stay on with conjured convictions that I belong here forever!
In the fullness of time, in the spine of history
From the throne of heavens, the Eternal Son sojourned
Light of lights visited the earth
Enlightened our minds and showed us our home!
The beauty of visitations yet, is found in Mary’s face
She set in haste to the house of Elizabeth
An explosion of joy, as she explored her heart
What a graceful thing, O blessed visitation!
I love visitations, and I long for more
When there are visitors at home, the dear and near ones
Gifts they bring, and food we share
Stories we weave and dreams we spin!
Visitations make me grow, me visiting places
Exploring the unknown, yet cherishing hospitality
Continents, countryside, people in all colours
Cultures vibrant and diverse, yet I adapt and make them mine!
Visitation is a paradox—that of the alien and the native
I remain an alien and a native wherever I go.
Yet, in every visit I find myself reflected in others
More the visitations, the more I appreciate the good in others.
Tragedies may come visiting me;
Yet, there are spells of luck visiting me, too!
Failures would be a constant visitor;
Yet I wouldn’t miss the angels of hope waiting at my door!
The most difficult visitation, yet is not into distant lands
It is into the heart, of my self, and others
A pilgrimage it is, to meet the true self in love
To visit the hurts, wounds and scars to get you healed.
I may never have held a visa for a distant land
Yet I could visit a thousand hearts
In prayer, in faith, and in memories dear
Enter the heart of God, there isn't a visitation, better than this, ever.
Keep smiling—Jesus loves you; I love you, too!
James Thayil CMI (18/01/2024
