Posted by: Zane Maser | December 16, 2020



“I believe in God, even when God is silent.
I believe in the sun, even when it’s not shining.
I believe in love, even when I don’t feel it.”


As noted in the YouTube song that follows, “the piece [above] was discovered not long after World War II. It was scrawled across a stone wall in a dark and damp cellar in Cologne, Germany, where thousands of Jews once hid from Nazi torment. In the midst of persecution and hardship, when the bright rays of the sun may not be seen, when love may be hard to feel, and when God may seem to be silent… Hope can never be conquered by the darkness.”

The next words are the full version that were inscribed on the cellar wall by an unknown Jewish person hiding out in Cologne during World War II:

“I believe in the sun
even when it is not shining.
And I believe in love,
even when there’s no one there.
And I believe in God,
even when he is silent.

I believe through any trial,
there is always a way.
But sometimes in this suffering
and hopeless despair,
my heart cries for shelter
to know someone’s there.
But a voice rises within me saying, ‘hold on
my child, I’ll give you strength.
I’ll give you hope. Just stay a little while.’

I believe in the sun,
even when it is not shining.
And I believe in love,
even when there’s no one there.
But I believe in God,
even when He is silent.
I believe through any trial
there is always a way.

May there someday be sunshine.
May there someday be happiness.
May there someday be love.
May there someday be peace….”

I share this beautiful song, sung by the Lake Grove Presbyterian Sanctuary Choir in Lake Oswego, Oregon, and the full set of those long-ago inscribed words for a personal, very poignant reason and tribute. My husband’s grandfather, Ottmar Strauss, was one amongst thousands of Jewish victims of the Nazi regime’s persecution. The following two paragraphs are a brief descriptor of Ottmar’s life, used from an earlier post of mine, titled “A Wall of Love”:

“Ottmar Strauss was the youngest of eight children, whose father, Emanuel, was a successful ironmonger.1 Scrap metal was, in turn, to underpin Ottmar’s own highly flourishing career in industry and commerce. He and his business partner achieved great commercial success during the first decades of the 20th century. Parallel to his business career, Ottmar also pursued a career in government, as an administrator and a loyal civil servant in the last years of the Kaiserreich and the newly-emerged Weimar Republic. He was named a Geheimer Regierungsrat (“Geheimrat”—a privy councilor) in 1919, living and working between Cologne, Berlin, and Weimar, the embodiment of a hugely successful, assimilated German-Jewish industrialist.

As a Jew who had risen through the ranks of industry and government, Ottmar lost favor and great fortune after 1933 once Hitler seized power. Nazi persecution and ostracism led to his professional and personal ruin. Surviving alone since his wife Emma’s passing, he fled his homeland in 1936, emigrating to Switzerland, where he died penniless in a hotel in Zurich in August 1941.”

As I wrote then and just as relevant today, “We create a Wall of Love to grace our garden sanctuary in memory of Ottmar and Emma, grandparents of generations that live on. The light that was in their hearts continues to burn brightly, steadily, eternally for a gentler, consciously aware future where ALL LIFE is held as One Sacred Family. A few days ago, on July 7 [in 2011], Scott Douglas was born. He is the great, great grandson of Emma and Ottmar. Love, not hatred, prevailed. May the days and years ahead for Scott, his two brothers (Evan and Camden), and the human family be the ideal of the Golden World we can all create together. It is possible. It is only a choice. Each of us is responsible for our part.”

Serve one. All are served.
Raise one. All are raised.
Love one. All are loved.



Other Mystical Offerings:

• A Wall Of Love

• Resilience

• The World is in our Neighborhood

• Spiritual Faith

• Spiritual Equality

• Spreading Love

• Hope, Faith, Love


1. This and the next paragraph are condensed, quoted material from Sotheby’s, London, November 2010.


Text © by Zane Maser, 2020. Photo gratefully used from Wikimedia Commons. All 2009-2020 rights of Zane Maser and SunnyCat Astrology reserved worldwide.

Haiku poetry is the impartation of spiritual
principles in few words.

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My editorial master and technological wizard is Chris Maser, my kind-hearted, generous husband.


  1. Beautiful and timely. Thanks Zane.

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