The Answer Is Blowing in the Wind

Right now, on the last day of 2022,

I'm listening to this song to look back and to feel,

to console this year of repression and silence,

to console the lives lost to the pandemic,

to console our weeping souls.

We must say "yes" to the rubbish, the mud, the fear, the sorrow, the dread, just as we say "yes" to beauty, tenderness, pleasure, calm, peace and mutual help.

Blowing in the wind by Bob DylanHow many roads must a man walk down

Before you call him a man

How many seas must a white dove sail

Before she sleeps in the sand

How many times must the cannon balls fly

Before they are forever banned

The answer, my friend,

is blowing in the wind

How many years can a mountain exist

Before it is washed to the sea

How many years can some people exist

Before they are allowed to be free

How many times can a man turn his head

And pretend that he just doesn’t see

The answer, my friend,

is blowing in the wind

How many times must a man look up

Before he really see the sky

How many ears must one person have

Before he can hear people cry

How many death will it take

Till he knows that too many people have died

The answer, my friend,

is blowing in the wind

The answer is blowing in the wind