Baptism

You must also have felt the nearness of heaven that day,
like a warm body in your periphery on that bright morning,
when you knelt, stood,
entered into another life by way
of water and blood.

We, watching, lose ourselves again in the slow blink,
seventy or eighty years as the lid descends,
the promise of waking up to our new selves with a start,
snapping awake from the strangest dream
to a wild-eyed glory.

Some shred of longing at loving you
despite our beautiful unfamiliarity in that place
remains,
waits for the other side of this broken body.

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