there's something about a gentleman,
holds the umbrella over head, or at least halfway
laughing as the water hits my left cheek and eyelashes

asks questions,
cares for the answers.

smiles brightly,
laugh laugh laugh
my soul let your eyes smile.

this is the time for things to mend,
for knitting and making
and cooking and creating.

sweet yeshua,
gentle men, those rare
living breathing imitations of you
they exist! HALLELUJAH, all beautiful things
have not died.


HALLELUJAH,
all things are not broken in this
bent and less than glorious earth.