Poem: Calming – 08/02/20

Calming,
a moment of respite,
those few minutes under soothing cool water.
 
It refreshes my being,
cleanses away any impurities,
built internally,
the grime begins to sieve.
 
Relaxed,
muscles rinsed away of tension,
and the grimy black dog of yesterdays and before
has now departed,
the angels, they have descended.
 
Anointed, wiped away of blemishes,
creation has never seemed so pretty.
 
Precious I feel,
within this stream of coolness,
I’m almost whole again.
© 2020 Lauren M. Hancock. All rights reserved.
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