Baptism
A celebration
Shouting in the desert,
A proclamation of what’s to come.
The valued soul born of a woman.
I am decentralized divinity.
Passed down by the waters of
The first earth.
Our love holds its potency.
Who you are in the face of me.
Little flags fluttering before start light.
She is a bird whisperer,
A species of masters.
I hold the doctor and say, I care for you.
Beautiful
Beautiful!