Water drips from the facet

‘drip… drip’

Drips become a pour, and a pour becomes a bath. Water rises gently, with great gusto. The shade of a clear blue, much like the water that tickles your feet at the shore. There is a serenity, where you find water, an ocean of calm, and stream of life. A sense of never-ending comfort.

Flames trickle from a candle, the scent of warm espresso fills the room in velvety fragrant clouds. Steam starts to rise from the bath, clashing with the cool air.

A vibrant explosion of color hits the water. Tones of purples and blues, swirling in a beautiful design. Bubbles rise in a myriad of color, running your hands through its beauty. When it settles, the bath, after long preparation is ready.

When the water washes over you, you feel that same serenity. The same dreamy lure of slumber becomes of you. The sound of laundry spinning in the other room, the peace of a dark night. Feeling warm when the air is like frost. The peace of simply being is comforting, as hot tea settled in a teacup warms your hands, Looking into the cup to see your reflection.

It is all serenity, it is all right.