The fog is black.

The cloud is white.

and

The sky is blue.

The branch is brown.

The leaf is green.

and

The rose is red.

Though

It’s risky…

Though

It’s struggling…

Though

It’s scary…

This gift is

Neither square nor star.

Neither circle nor triangle.

Neither long nor wide.

With red wrapping papers,

It is

Neither wrapped up

Nor packed

In an empty box.

It is

Neither a selling product

Which can be bought

From the store

Nor a mailing good

Which can be stamped

At the post office.

Naked, stamp-less,

Shapeless, product-less.

You may wonder,

“What is this?”

Slowly,

let’s deep down to the inner self.

Tears, smiles.

Comforts, discomforts.

Joy, pain.

and

life and living

are

the beautiful treasures

to share

with you

as a Gift of Love.