Washed clean

We bathe ourselves in the sweetest dreams

captured in a mind aware

as lucid thoughts run free like rivers

washing the shores with their touch.

We dive into the knowledge we seek

like young masters, scholars of the wise ones

we swim in the pool of understanding

washed clean as we come to know

what love truly is.

We linger here watching the ripples

as memories move past and we see with new eyes

and let go in forgiving

we rise from the tide feeling fresh and alive

knowing the dirt has left to sink low

where it came from once

it returns now to itself

separate from this soul

as the drops fall I dry in the comfort

of a universal breeze that cools

and soothes

with its sacred self.

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11 thoughts on “Washed clean

  1. Actually I was talking about the image you created in the readers mind with that poem of yours. The image was a compliment to the poem.
    You are creative enough. 🙂

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  2. This is so beautiful and I can linger in these words forever:

    “washed clean as we come to know

    what love truly is.

    We linger here watching the ripples

    as memories move past and we see with new eyes

    and let go in forgiving

    we rise from the tide feeling fresh and alive

    knowing the dirt has left to sink low”

    Such an amazing poem of love, light, and life. There’s amazingness here, Kim.

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