NaPoWriMo Day #17 - Water

NaPoWriMo #17

Today's prompt asked us to examine an element. I wanted, at first, to write about fire or earth -- both of which have personal meaning to me -- but I was drawn to water instead. I am fairly sure this is not a finished poem. I want to expand the imagery more and make the voice more personal, but it needs time. Any suggestions would be appreciated.

Water

You hovered above me
In the beginning, stirring my surface
Sounding my depth
You filled me, making me
fruitful and fertile

In the garden, I flowed out
From Your presence
You wielded my waves
To wash the world
And made a covenant
With Your servant

The maiden fed the camels
Who thirsted for me
And I became your symbol

Blood supplanted me in the Nile
When Your people were enslaved
And I parted to let them through

At your servant’s command
I flooded from the rock
In the desert, despite disobedience,
And soaked the calf that still burned
When You moved

And when You came,
Small and vulnerable
I bathed You, fed You
When You thirsted

And in Your mission here
You used me again
Transforming me to wine
For the wedding guests
At Your mother’s request

You walked on me to demonstrate
Your power to the fearful
And Your words calmed me

At Your command I stir
Rivers and oceans
Carve ravines and well up
By Your design I nourish
All that is
And in me, Your followers
Are reborn
And soon, to me, You will again lead
The redeemed