The little girl
Elvira Kujovic
She was looking for the stars! Tireless and unremittingly she knew, she would find them and she kept searching and searching. From time to time she stumbled and fell, and nevertheless she stood up again.She picked up the stones one by one and held them in her hands, she saw they illuminated only when she held them in her palms. She returned them back to earth and went on searching for the stars. She had searched them on the trees between leaves, between rosy petals, in the nests of the birds, in the grass moist of dew, she had searched among the bird’s wings and she had prayed the wind to take her to places at which she had never been.
She asked the sky where it hid them, but the sky was silent. She asked the rivers whether they had taken the stars away and in which seas should she search for them. She asked the clouds whether they hid the stars in their whiteness, but they went away without answer and any word.
She asked her heart in her chest why did the sky hide the stars and why everything only in her hands shone.She met a beggar and smiled at him, and then she sat next to him, wanting to company him and to ask where were the stars. His face had brightened as he to her replied:
“The stars are in the souls of good people, the stars are in the eyes of all who goodness sees in everything, the stars are in the hands which give, the stars are in the hearts which beat for others.” The little girl laughed and the heavenly light appeared. She suddenly became a star and the beggar was blinded by her luminance forgot about his being a beggar.
The sky was laughing, and the clouds returned from the distance to warm up themselves by being near the star, the rivers returned to their sources,the leaves on the tree flashed out of happiness and the rose petals revealed their irresistible fragrance, the birds flew into the sky with their merry chirping and the wind sang the song of love. The little girl had found the stars.
She asked the sky where it hid them, but the sky was silent. She asked the rivers whether they had taken the stars away and in which seas should she search for them. She asked the clouds whether they hid the stars in their whiteness, but they went away without answer and any word.
She asked her heart in her chest why did the sky hide the stars and why everything only in her hands shone.She met a beggar and smiled at him, and then she sat next to him, wanting to company him and to ask where were the stars. His face had brightened as he to her replied:
“The stars are in the souls of good people, the stars are in the eyes of all who goodness sees in everything, the stars are in the hands which give, the stars are in the hearts which beat for others.” The little girl laughed and the heavenly light appeared. She suddenly became a star and the beggar was blinded by her luminance forgot about his being a beggar.
The sky was laughing, and the clouds returned from the distance to warm up themselves by being near the star, the rivers returned to their sources,the leaves on the tree flashed out of happiness and the rose petals revealed their irresistible fragrance, the birds flew into the sky with their merry chirping and the wind sang the song of love. The little girl had found the stars.
