And now the clouds are driven away, it is a bright blue day. The air alpine in its sun and freshness. I sat outside in the snow as one does in the Alps. And I closed my eyes and listened. There was a slight breath of air in the trees and then far, far away the merest hint of a bird call, so quiet and so beautiful.

It is true that words said long ago can lead one into a different world.

“Peace I leave with you, my peace I give unto you.” (John 14:27)

But as I heard for a tiny instant that bird singing I was happy.