Prayer for the youngest. Soiloquio de "El Carretero de la Muerte". By Selma Lagerlöf, Nobel Prize in Literature.

I am only a calamitous roadman of Death. I am the one who drives a dark and noisy wagon that gathers the souls of the dead. I often manage to help someone. But with the same frequency it happens that failure. Many times, sitting here on the wagon, I hear myself and think of myself that, if I could just send a single message to the people. It would be this: There is no sadness for being a reaper, when the field is full of mature wheat. But if som…