A baptism

A true story, and a reflection ahead of this Sunday’s commemoration of the Baptism of Jesus

In Galilee, a root gripped my foot,

the tree of life inverted, submerged;

the river filled my lungs with fire,

a strange baptism, the Spirit of God

hovering helpless above the chaos:

“My child, my child,” breathing

underwater as it was in the beginning,

dredging sludge from the riverbed

into the rarefied air.

When you pass through the waters, I will be with you;
and through the rivers, they shall not overwhelm you; 

when you walk through fire you shall not be burned,
and the flame shall not consume you. – Isaiah 43:2

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