Visitor

it all began in a jiffy
a cloud appeared above my head
a thunder blew under my feet
a lightening struck around my chest
amid a deafening downpour
someone called me by some name
and before i could
 the door opened
and there he was
all drenched and soaked in rain
water dripping in torrents
from his brow
i touched his face
held his hands
touched his feet
they were dry
warm and supple
like that of the baby
isaiah my grandson
his eyes shone
like diamonds
his brow with brilliance
radiated light
we sat there
through the night
i sang to him
my clumsy poems
and he laughed
and laughed
a hearty laugh
it reverberated
in the mountains
and roze up
in to the skies.