Reincarnated Water
a poem written by Lane Hudson

The dance teacher
     knew the shy boys on the boat
     Weren’t ready to dance  on water,
     so He splashed childlike
     on the giant puddle.

But in His heart,
     He danced
     in His own sweet Jesus way,
     probably a disco or country 2-step
     beat, just not with His feet.

I learned the dance step cadences:
     - in my wife’s honeymoon bed;
     - in my baby girl’s first heartbeats;
     - in my father’s nicotine coughing;
     &  the endless questions of my Alzheimer mother.

Dancing on waters requires courage,
     Especially without a lifejacket,
     & people are watching
     & you may sink.
     (How deep is the water?)

Channel 4’s chatty blonde through perfect teeth
     predicts more storms tonight --
     leaving 2,000 year old reincarnated water
     standing on my concrete driveway,
     so I can do a sweet Jesus dance,
     To my car before parting the waters
     Like Moses’  with
     steel-belted tires.