Baptism
Precisely two months after his birth,
she administered the ancient ritual,
in the kitchen sink,
guised as an ordinary bath.
She hummed sacred melodies
and silently spoke the words of salvation…
Know, blessed child, your own goodness.
Hear, dear one, that you are loved for who you are.
Live, precious infant, the life that only you could live.
Reveal, son of God, your divinity to all.
Be, holy one, who you are.
And the clouds opened and the angels were singing.
Anointed with baby shampoo, love and kisses,
the angels were singing.