A Little Hope


I AM, God says, Master of the Three Virtues. Faith is a loyal wife. Charity is a fervent mother. But hope is a very little girl. I am, God says, the Master of the Virtues. It is Faith who holds fast through century upon century. It is Charity who gives herself through centuries of centuries, But it is my little hope Who gets up every morning. Says good-day to us… I am, God says, the Lord of the Virtues. It is Faith who resists through century upon century. It is Charity who yields through century upon century. But it is my little hope Who every morning Says good-day to us… It is my little hope who goes to sleep every evening, In her child’s bed, after having said a good prayer, and who wakes every morning and gets up and says her prayers with new attention. You believe that children know nothing, And that parents and grown-up people know something, Well, I tell you it is the contrary (It is always the contrary). 18

It is the parents, it is the grown-up people who know nothing. And it is the children who know Everything. For they know first innocence, Which is everything The world is always inside out, God says. And in the contrary sense. Happy is he who remains like a child And who like a child keeps His first innocence…


Leave a Reply

Your email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *


You may use these HTML tags and attributes: <a href="" title=""> <abbr title=""> <acronym title=""> <b> <blockquote cite=""> <cite> <code> <del datetime=""> <em> <i> <q cite=""> <strike> <strong>