Once I said Yes, I believe,
I felt my body floating backward
in slow motion
as if on the wings of an angel,
releasing me into the baptismal pool.
Submerged three feet under,
I floated lifelessly.
My head supported by delicate hands.
My soul delivered by sacred words.
All my tension gone.
I wish I could have stayed there
in the warmth of her breath,
nurtured by the holy breast.
I wish that the presence of an angel
could sanctify my life,
Originally published at Literary Yard.