Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse
A change of clothes were folded neatly with care
Placed in my bag knowing the baptism would soon be there
What is it that I see from the corner of my eye?Something with wings darting through the evening sky
It burst on the scene with no noise and no clatterAnd I rose from my seat to see what was the matter
Too big for a butterfly, too small for a birdWhat was this thing flying through my home unheard?
Could it really be?
A bat that I see?
It rose from my belly, an earth shattering screamAs I fled from the scene no shoes on my feet
I drove down the street in search of new digs for the nightWhile I reflected on my evening’s plight
Eventually darkness giving way to the morning light
The noise clapped through the sky in the new morning’s dewIs that a thunderstorm I hear?
While a basset hound snored in my ear
Removing a paw from my faceI watched from the window as the raindrops picked up their pace
I peered at the wet ground soaked from the mornings wakeWondering if I was going be dunked in the lake
I unlocked the front door and tiptoed insideWhen suddenly sunlight ripped through the clouds like a tide
Stillness awaited me while my winged intruder settled in for its daytime napAnd I managed to capture it in a butterfly net.
I got myself good and prayed up before I went home Sunday morning, and unfortunately I had to miss church because I was a little busy bat hunting, but it turned out to be a beautiful day and about 60 of us were baptized yesterday.