This came about from a prompt on My Blog Can Beat Up Your Blog. Every week they do a 100 Word Song prompt, and this week was The Beatles “Revolution”. I was inspired to create this poem in anticipation for what I will be doing on Sunday.
Revolution
Icy water chills to the bone.
Miniature waves ripple through the
Pool, beckoning to follow them
And plunge into the watery depths.
Closing eyes and holding breath in
Preparation of the moment
To arrive. Time creeps by slowly
As the anticipation builds like a crescendo.
Water surrounds the body as it
Is submerged. Droplets fly into the air as
The body is pulled back to the surface,
Beads of water clinging to skin.
To be buried like he was buried
And raised like he was raised;
It is time to go make disciples of others.
The spiritual revolution has begun.
When I was baptized, it was full submersion. Your imagery is perfect.
Thanks Tara. I’m glad I was able to capture that so well before I had experienced it. Now that I’ve been baptized, I have to agree that the imagery turned out rather well.
I second Carrie’s response. Like her, I’m not religious, but I absolutely respect a story that can capture the theme of rebirth.
Very nice, David. Your description of a baptism was very clear. I swear, you get better with each post.
Thanks Eric. I think my writing muscles are finally getting loosened up. It is amazing what a regular writing schedule can do!
I am not a religious person but your poem crosses into other realms, other imagery than just being baptized. It’s quite beautiful.
Good luck on Sunday and congratulations on your upcoming nuptials
I’m glad you enjoyed the poem. I never really considered that it could hold other imagery, but now that you mention it I suppose it does.
Thanks for reading and I hope you come back to read more!
ahhhh – welcome to the “family.” Icy? Being baptized in a lake? Brrr.