Baptism Of Jesus
Asceticism and realism were embraced in baptism.
The era of waiting is gone. Emmanuel exists.
The spirit in him fluttered into doves of optimism.
Mercies fell amidst musing humanity like mild mists.
The graces with which he descended from the highest heavens
Radiated like a thousand moons. People stood perplexed.
The sun rose from all directions, against solar sessions.
Philosophies and theologies have become complexed
Does a ruby, sapphire, or topaz need a fire test?
Does the one who's born without sin need baptismal cleansing?
Designs, yet devised by destiny, need to be re-dressed.
Doesn't all disciplinary decay need dispensing?
He's the one who comes to take away the sins of the world.
By his ransom, the freedom of creatures will be unfurled.
Copyright © Christuraj Alex | Year Posted 2024
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