1st Sunday after Epiphany (Baptism of our Lord) Mark 1:4-11

As one possessed
    he stood there
in rags
    the mere shadow of what a man should be
Animated
    with no thought
        as to what the world would say
        about
        this gaunt human form
Thundering
    the Message of Life
        to come
    to a world in death
with all the water
    swirling
        about his feet
            and the rocks
                of this created
                    universe
Proclaiming the call
    not to himself
But to one
    vague
        someone
            who was to come
                 someday
until
    Breaking through the reeds
    that separate
the Calm
    of the land living its own
from the Mayhem
    of the future glimpse
    at this rivers edge
Came
    no one of note
    by the note takers of this world
to heed the call
        to come
             to
                the water
    and live
And As The Water Broke
                With New Life
The Heavens Opened
With a Voice
    from beyond time
“This Is My Son”
    Rippled Through The Existence of All That Was
                                                                   and Is
as
the cooing harmonies of a dove
    descend
        upon the shoulder
            of the Christ to be
“Whom I Love”
as the Heavens came crashing
                        back together
    on a world
    unruffled
that would never be the same