Warm water running over my body
The scent of brown sugar soap
Emanating from my soft squishy loofah
Apple cinnamon candles flicker from on top of the sink
This is what comforts me
The soulful croon of Amy fills my ears
I'm singing along and I feel at peace
The vibration of my voice calms me
Leads me to my inner knowing
It's my soul's compass
My route to divinity
Hot jasmine green tea
Fresh croissants and raspberry jelly
My favorite show on the tv
This is the comfort I seek
Painting a beautiful scene
Abstract strokes of purple and pink
Blue skies and puffy white clouds
Dainty yellow flowers
A smattering of paint all over me
This is when I feel content
Creation my purpose
Nothing else quite fulfills
Or comforts me
I dream of the freedom to truly be me
Knowing I grow day by day
Reaching divine authenticity
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Beautiful poem 😊