It was not an apology I was expecting
Like a kingfisher swoop, coming from nowhere
God saying sorry to me; and yes, that is what happened
I was dismayed as you
I’d always been told it was the other way round: me saying sorry to God
And a lot of that goes among believers, it is sort-of expected
Do nothing until you’ve confessed, that’s how it is
But not here, and not now, it was nothing like that; very different ground
Here was God saying sorry to me, God on his knees
‘After all you have been through, I will make it up to you. And I am sorry.’
And I didn’t know where to put myself
Though I remember I laughed; and still do
