A Cool Wash

Cool sun

——————-

The sun’s titanium

rays seep into my tired bones…

Searching and stretching…

Until, with each dart of blue…

Strength returns like steel cables…

slicing rivers through

my legs….

Flaying open my skin

and infiltrating my veins…

Sending cool aqua

lava down the deepest passages

of my soul…

And filling me

from top to bottom…

With the kind of peace…

And sadness…

that can only come

from the hand…

of another…

or simply someone

unknown…

to me…

——————-

David L. Whitman 02/04/2013

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10 thoughts on “A Cool Wash

  1. Beautiful photo but so cold like it was made from steel. Poem really get under your skin all that sadness, peace and simply unknown thing that drags you up and down the poem.

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