“I’m so glad it is raining!”
my dear Dempsey repeated,
stretching the “I” as though but he
in all of flooded Nairobi
was thankful it was raining.
In landscape architecture
the young grass relish rainfall;
the Lord did answer Dempsey, though
he’s one of three point one three four
million stories together.
Thus God gave in to Judas’
greed as Gethsemane’s ‘no’,
while answ’ring nameless Matthias’ prayer.
His tapestry of time does fare
as though it was only us.