Hilltop Baptism Poem by Resten Swondo

Hilltop Baptism



From skyward peaks edging the land
Awash in cold misty blasts and snow
A babe in swaddling burbling spit
Closes its fist around sacred life.

A battalion of brothers standing,
Stubbled with spears,
Chanting martial melodies
Amid ancient crags, side by side.

Sunday, April 11, 2010
Topic(s) of this poem: brothers,snow,standing
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