Listening to this music by Dvorak, brief, but intense and pure like the rare mountain air, one cannot avoid going back to being a child. Dvorak embodies the heart of a child that fills with emotions and ideas, as though enacting the evangelical invitation: “I bless you, Father, because you have hidden these things from the wise and the intelligent and have revealed them to little children.”
What is needed in order to enjoy this music is to be little like this, in other words to be simple of heart or poor in spirit. A poor man is one who recognizes that he does not have anything: I am not anything, You—Mystery who make all things—are. The expression of one’s own poverty is called entreaty.
Thus simplicity places us in front of the truth with the entreaty that it may become true, because it so closely corresponds with our nature that there is no possibility whatsoever for interfering with anything. Only the entreaty that this may happen is left, and this is simplicity, like that of a child.
(Excerpt from the introduction by Luigi Giussani to the booklet enclosed in the CD)