Lavar

Rain falls lightly, steadily. 

A tub of velvety, heated water with fragrant bubbles sits in the middle of a grove. 

Brilliant green fronds cover and glisten with the moisture bestowed on a grateful jungle. 

Floating—wet on wet on wet: SkyEarthBody

Steam

Cool drops pleasantly assault exposed skin.

The earth wears a lush, verdant fragrance; the fertility of renewal.

I am a companion in this ritual, floating in a cleansing womb. 

Fears, aches melt away in the heat.

Color, fragrance, sound: my senses are full, stretched but not broken. 

I am clean, covered--invulnerable for the moment.