Therapy with Theos
Perceive me through your senses,
Like God in the Old Testament.
Feel the warmth.
Enveloping, comforting your cold heart.
See the sand.
Shimmering, hypnotising you into a trance.
Hear the bubbles.
Stroking, nursing those half-open wounds.
Smell the tranquility.
Meditation, teleportation, unending calm.
Taste the saltiness.
Following, escorting you back home.
Or was the sea shore your home?
Or just a therapy you sought?
Copyright © Keerthi M Anand | Year Posted 2024
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