Mind-Cluttered
Body-Dirty
Soul-Empty
Yearning for purity mind, body, and soul
The day, the hour, the moment to be cleansed
deep down waves from the ocean, all the way to the sandy shore, touch me
I want you to touch me, so I can be wet, washed from head to toe,
take away stains, I stand still
no movement because I let you move through me, I feel you between my fingers and toes,
Absence from color but still I see you, most of all I can feel you...
cleaning me, bathing me, and showering me with wisdom,
every last drop I need, like a baptism submerged to submission,
dirt rolling off my finger tips,
and I say to you
It is in the water, I am clean
and I say to you
It is in the water, I am clean
Mind-OPEN
Body-FREE
Soul-CLEANSED