Warming waters washing over me, <br /> <br />It was the time of my baptising. <br /> <br />Things of beauty I did see, <br /> <br />As my spirit was slowly rising. <br /> <br />I saw my past as if in dream, <br /> <br />Some terrible things I had done, <br /> <br />All flowed out in the stream, <br /> <br />Of unholy passions on the run. <br /> <br />I raised my eyes up to the light, <br /> <br />Hope filling my longing breast. <br /> <br />No more the sadness of my plight, <br /> <br />For with Holy Water I am blest, <br /> <br />Warming waters washing over me, <br /> <br />Soak all the badness away. <br /> <br />Let me with the righteous be, <br /> <br />Until with the Lord I stay.<br /><br />Bernard Shaw<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/warming-waters/
