WINTERINA

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Reader's note:If in your childhood days you ever saw the movie "polar express" then you can relate..There is this lil guy who is clouded by disbelief n shares a plight similar to the protagonist here. This movie moved me a lot and hence I set out to explore the psychological faculty of the child
and the turbulence within...So here you go, experience the blinding magic that revived a faithful insight in him..

Piles and piles of frost,
View ahead all foggy and lost,
Frozen the lil mind is trapped,
With fear enwrapped,
A white turbulance is raging,
And the psychic state dismantling,
With nothing to further lead,
He ventures past firry trails,to escape the morbid.

Suddenly from earth rose a windy whirl,
From whence came a soft purl,
Riding down the Icy blast,
With some of her magic to cast,
Makes way gracious winterina,
Dancing and tiptoeing like a Ballerina,
With her touch pure and clean,
Wrinkles the old trees in a mirthful grin.
(The events in the psychological consciousness- a chain of dreamy experiences in the mental faculty)
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(Return to reality- atmosphere of christmas)
Ah t'is the eve of  Christmas,
Stands the firry height Amidst the huge mass,
Sweet smell of figgy pudding weighs the air,
Everywhere the lights flare,
Seems like he's arriving,
His sledge through air,gliding,
Neither can I see a deer,
Nor hear the giggling bells cheer.

Wriggling in desperation my heart wails,
(Here onwards winterina who he saw in his imagination castes magic {of faith}and reality which he was separated from in his dibelief unite to let him feel christmas)
Then winterina hovering above me flails,
With a sprinkle of pixie dust and magic cast,
I now see and hear at last,
The magical rein and jingling bell,
Winterina then waves and bids farewell,
Thank I the dear spirit for setting me free,
For I now enjoy the Christmas spree.

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