A Very Small Something Poem by Diana van den Berg

A Very Small Something



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How wonderful it is that when the world seems most meaningless, when mankind seems most uncaring, when love, friends and happiness seem further away than ever before, there is always something, a very small something - or so it seems at the time - to bring us back into the fold of the loved and cared for - a gay garden, vital with colour and brilliance, yet humble and smiling; a happy, lilting song from a forgotten childhood; the comical almost human yawn or sigh of the family cat; the warmth of street lights splashed on a rainwet road; the sparkling, bright, white lights of houses in the distance, welcoming, friendly and definite; the unwavering trust in the eyes of a child; the familiar, warm glow brought by hot tea in a British throat; the vitality of a lovely girl in a yellow dress; the peaceful smile of a white-haired old lady made beautiful by suffering and sorrow; the renewed staunch support of a friend thought lost; the knowledge that one is needed; the flickering smile of a child in great pain; there is always something. We are never left entirely alone in our loneliness - there is always something to help us bear our load on our long journey. This something is known as the grace of God.

1963

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Written when I was 18.
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Diana van den Berg

Diana van den Berg

Durban, South Africa
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