In the midst of the storm,
her form seems to merge with the wind —
the traces of fragmentation symbolize a life tested and refined through trials.
She holds a curved blade, not to fight,
but to guard the flame of faith that still burns within the wind.

Even as the rain and wind surround her,
she remains upright — calm yet resolute.
There is a quiet strength flowing from within her:
the longing for light after walking through darkness,
the faith to rise again after every fall.

Each breaking is a preparation of grace;
each perseverance, a testimony of faith.

In the end, she breaks forth from the cocoon,
transforming pain into light —
just as it is written:
“In Him is life, and that life is the light of men.”
(John 1:4)

Au cœur de la tempête, son corps se brise, mais sa foi reste inébranlable.

Elle se tient debout et protège la flamme qui brûle en elle, s’accrochant à la lumière même dans les ténèbres les plus profondes.

Chaque brisure devient une préparation à la grâce ; chaque persévérance témoigne de sa foi.

À travers la douleur, elle se transforme.
Par la foi, elle avance vers la lumière.

« En lui était la vie, et la vie était la lumière des hommes. »
— Jean 1:4