When I look at all that is happening in the heart of the world, I cannot help but think of all those who are currently suffering, especially the Ukrainian people. I would like to dedicate my poem to them so that God can comfort them and give them strength and courage through what they are experiencing.

When the wind blows outside

When the wind blows outside
And I'm cold in my body
It is hard to reach
What sleeps within me.

When the wind blows outside
And inside me my voice falls asleep
Warming up my body
In my soul I adore.

When the wind blows outside
And I walk towards death
All my being collaborates
In finding life in my body.

When life comes back
My whole being blossoms
And life smiles at me anew
In a burst of joy
I say: My God, Thank you.

10-10-2005
Paulette C.