On my walk outside this Christmas eve
I saw no star but a glimmering Venus;
What magnificence it gleams through my eye
Others were clouded, left unseen and faded
But this light prevails amid this Stygian sky
To give us hope when every sight is despair
To give us life when nothing is sentient.
Before this cruel year we share pains and woe
This little Venus that shines
Against the voluminous darkness says
That we shall tread on
That we shall go on
To conquer the race we had started.