let me wash your tired feet,
pat your face with a washcloth.
drop your clothes and let me
wrap you in this warm towel
stop, inhale, let go, be present Now
mint in your nostrils
cool balm on your brown skin.
let me open the window
letting out the ocean of fatigue
in your mind
aspirate life, love, tranquility
let me gently rub pain away
and soothe you with healing
words of joy, music heard
by two hearts,
harmonizing,
the song
of
~oneness
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