Soulful Sanctum
White noise and water drops,
The most tranquil way to unwind.
The sound of rain upon the roof,
Makes the worries wash away, like a smooth fruit.
Things dissipate.
My personal refuge,
My personal bliss
Where I can rejuvenate
The world of the shower, The place I can ponder and recover.
The water is like my own personal drug,
And its melody is serenading.
Enveloping me in its warmth.
Cascading down into deep fissures of grief
As I close my eyes, I hear the beat of the water drops,
The music of the shower.
I sway to the rhythm,
As if I'm in a trance.
My mind is at ease, And my troubles are gone.
This is my secret place, Where I let go of the pace.
Here I'm at peace,
Where worries all cease.
Let me be.
In my soulful sanctum
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