A Poem On December
     Cha Shin Jae
 

December is,
The month when the past year
Is felt like a blink of an eye
And one year after another
The age that has become heavier,
Makes one's heart flop and sink.

Received in the meantime
The joy of love,
Sad and painful
Everything was by grace,
And raising me,
Such time it was
that prayer of thanksgiving
Swells up in the month.

December is
The month when fluffy in the heart
Those weeds to root out
And for the new year,
Seeds of Hope and Promise
Are to be sown.

The more beautiful
For a more fragrant time
The most modest
And purest prayers
Are to be offered in the month.

December is
The month of such prayers