|From the book The Beginning of a Book|
and they say there is no God!”
old nanny Varya used to say
at our house.
Those who used to say there is no God
now light candles before icons,
order special liturgies,
and mistrust people of other faiths.
Nanny Varya lies in the churchyard now,
and the rain pours down,
magnificent, incomprehensible, abundant,
it pours and pours
without knocking on anyone’s door.
Slava I. Yastremski and Michel Naydan
and still people say there’s no God!"
So Granny Varya,
an old woman from round us, would say.
Now the people who said there was no God
are lighting candles in churches,
ordering masses for the dead,
shunning those of other faiths.
Granny Varya lies in her grave,
and the rain pours on,
immense, abundant, relentless,
on and on,
aiming at no-one in particular.
Catriona Kelly and Robert Reid
| ||To His Holiness John Paul II|