Imagine knowing the presence of someone you have never met yet you knew in the core of your very being that this someone was indeed extraordinarily special. You cannot see or hear them, much less anything else, because you haven't been born yet. Warm and cozy insider your mother's womb, no cares in the world for any ordinary baby, but for John soon-to-be the Baptizer, it is very different. Imagine the thoughts, the vision...
Shimmering in
Understated majesty
Sapphire and silver
Herald the Coming
Afar that way but
Drawing, drawing
Incrementally nigh.
Coming in
Glistening glory,
With awe, pondering
The wordless beckoning
The spirit replies
Yea! Follow the Star!
I follow, immersed in
Glimmering glory
My soul shouts
In joy inexpressible
He comes! He comes!
My Lord, He comes!
Oh how I would leap
And dance before
His coming, if not
For this womb.
