Article 11

People will go to great lengths in the belief that there is something better, perhaps even salvation. We have seen it repeated in history. It is a search for peace and even beauty in bleakness. There is something that sustains all of us in the moments of deprivation and manifest natural forces. My fellow panguins suffer challenging circumstances in a regular rhythm, which prompts profound questions of why and for what reason?
Ah, but the music of hope reigns supreme for us. Shackled to circumstances that some might deem unbearable, we find a purity and truth that is not only sustaining but also revealing in its intent. We see a glimpse of something that perhaps few see. Transfigured in pain and solitude, we bind ourselves to the love and solace of something that is intangible but real, something that is felt but not seen, something that embodies our last breath. Faith.