I see the world being slowly transformed into a wilderness; I hear the approaching thunder that, one day, will destroy us too. I feel the suffering of millions. And yet, when I look up at the sky, I somehow feel that everything will change for the better, that this cruelty too shall end, that peace and tranquility will return once more.
That this child could feel hope, and her hope was rewarded for a time, gives me hope. Wonderful post for “such a time as this.”
Yes the world feels like it is growing dark again like it did then.