Museum of the Visitandines

We should undoubtedly love more, And in this profession made for the eye, That the hand cuts so well that only the soul remains Is a true man’s job, The one who advances every day Dissatisfied But nevertheless lucid, That is to say a little above the confused melee. Not one against all, But with and for everyone. As for the innocent, They will be superior to the judges Beyond contempt, Above the evil ones, Stronger than the powerful. It is for them that we must erect Monuments of Love With patience and conviction In wood, stone and bronze So, the mothers and the messengers The mourners and the cries, The children of the lovers And those of the unloved Of wood, stone and bronze erected, Will say as it is said In the big book: See! We will always be with you. François Brochet 1981