The Baptism

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Reflections sparkling against black shadows.
At peace, the depths, drifting away into his being.
A mother’s calming presence.

The water’s embrace, extinguishing all pain,
weightless, drifting, suspended in a dream.
Beckoned to another place.
Approaching consciousness.

The Voice: “Go…