Sunbath Of Cleansing
When shadows invade my soul
my eye shades drawn shut,
within the house of dank despair,
I enter God’s balmy, bright sauna
to bathe my weary flesh
in healing calm.
As I Perch on a rock,
bannister or chair,
it wraps me in brilliance,
like a vast hot air tub,
where I soak out tightness,
as knotted nerves stretch
and nap in its embrace.
Eyes closed,
face tilted upward,
smiles flex muscles
on some distant beach
just west of new hope
or perched on a mountaintop,
an eaglet about to try its wings.
~~~~~~~~~~Leadaches
