by Chad Hollis
Baptize me
in your secret river
with rhythmic currents
of fluid communion
Guiding me
to your hallowed
sanctuary, to be enfolded
in rapturous redemption.
You have weaned
me off the breasts
of the Madonna, in my
decent to the very
lap of earthly heaven.
Martyrs and saints
be damned. It is
Here
I am
Born again.