The wind blows strong but the sun still warms
my body.
The trees are bare but new blooms have come
through the soil.
The decaying leaves of autumn are trapped in
amongst the flowers of spring.
The pain and grief of unfilled dreams runs
deep but contentment and joy can be
found in the balm of companionship
and the wonders all around me.
Tania White
(written at Peacemakers August 2019)
