Along the open window we stare
and the prophesies made the clouds clear.
We vowed and showed love,
Blessed be the son of man
Blessed be the rain
Blessed be God who reveals
in utterance and signs
lest we forget.
He conveyed eastwards
the birds sang
westwards sprout a river
we bent in gratitude and followed
the path of paradise.
I would die to today a happy death, he said,
and we knew all that is to know
we asked for blessings
He prayed and went away.
And forever we stood fearless of death.

24/7/2021