The first of the drops fell
One man upon whom the blessing graced
Cried, overcome with passion:
That’s my prayer brought down this drop!
Then fell a second, a third
Twenty drops, a hundred
A second man, ecstatic his tone:
My prayer answered!
A third raised his hands up to the heavens
In gratitude
Twenty men kissed the crackling earth
A hundred men danced for joy
The drops fell
The drizzle turned to rain
Everyone rejoiced
For a day
Another day
And a half
Three days, five days later
What was divine benevolence
Now overwhelmed
What was a shower
Now a deluge!
The first man pointed his finger at the second
The second at the third
The third at the twenty
The twenty at the hundred
Each accusing the other
Of praying too hard
Of praying inconsistently
Of praying devotion-lessly…
Up in the heavens
God smiled as always
Going about His work
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