Within this unknown town teems hermetic people. They wander in robes as hooded figures, streaming to the bottom of the hill, as the midnight bell knells. On the hilltop, John the Baptist stands silently surveying the dense crowd of believers below, then takes notice of the horizon beyond. So begins the wry smile as clouds form above. Soft rain begins, gentle and soothing. What follows; thunder, lightning, and impenetrable rain. A deluge purifies the land, cleanses away sin, washes away robed bodies with acid rain. All is now refreshed, arcane baptism by fire complete. John the Baptist packs his things and moves on.
Linda Imbler is the author of the published poetry collection Big Questions, Little Sleep. She has also been published by deadsnakes.blogspot.com, behappyzone.com, bluepepper.blogspot.com, buckoffmag.com, Fine Flu Journal, Bunbury Magazine, Blognostics, Nailpolish Stories, Broad River Review Literary Magazine, Mad Swirl, Ascent Aspirations: Friday’s Poems, Unbroken Journal, The Voices Project, GloMag, The Beautiful Space, and Zingara Poet. Online, she can be found at lindaspoetryblog.blogspot.com. A writer, yoga practitioner, and classical guitar player, she resides in Wichita, Kansas.