In the name of the Father
A trickle of cool seeps through sparse black hair and reaches the scalp.
A cry as the sinful nature begins to drown.
*And of the Son
Screeches and screams as the demons’
fear becomes more vocal and the clear liquid dribbles down the raging face.
And of the Holy Spirit.
Eyes flash open as the infant sees the world in new light,
belonging to it no more.
*Amen.