Poetry: Mid Day Bath

By Monica C. Voskamp

 

Earthly material scattered

On smooth tiled floor,

Steamy mist rising

Fogging the mirror.

 

Sound of water running

Pure background noise.

Hand swirling funnels

Found perfect temperature.

 

Submerging slow

Below the surface,

Mortal one escapes

Releasing exhales.

 

Beautiful rush of warmth

Saturating head to toe,

Every move effortless

Tension is no more.

 

No voices here

No earthly pain

Just comforting warmth

Just peaceful noise.

 

The perfect mind flow

The perfect reprieve

Mid day bath.

 

Always hope. Always believe. Always love. ❤

*Photo Credit: Photo by Karla Alexander on Unsplash

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