In the spirit of Rumi 53: Immersed in poetry

Weary with the day,
it called to me

as if someone said, here…
I’ve run you a hot bath –
jump in!

I jumped in;
the waters settled round.

This is exactly what I need..
there must be truth here.

No need to read a book
and seek for truth..

This is so good, that
I do not need to ask, what is goodness..

Now I know what beauty is
without looking for it.

I felt cleansed of all
that was not myself; stepped out the bath.

As I dried myself, I knew that
I had found myself again;

sighed with pure contentment; and
laid the poem gently down.

poem by Michael Shepherd
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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