In honor of the tireless work and dedication of our healthcare heroes around the globe, I offer this art and poem: The World In It’s Winter ________________________ Nights are long, even the days seem spun out Our bleak world betrayed by what is yet to be Lights off The fuse out Our way of seeing disrupted Sit Wait In silence Burdensome Strenuous Yes! The world in it’s winter Our inner lives Demanding we emerge With a greater sense of grace Winter, the coldest of seasons It knows something we’ve yet to grasp ________________________ - W. Brezinka, 3-24-2020