Cold white tile greets my shivering body
Stepping over the discarded towel
In the Lilliputian square bath.
The whirring red hot heat of the ceiling fixture
Smooths the chill bumps from my skin.
As I finish with my bath, and warm myself
Under the flare of the burning element
I feel comforted, clean, and free of muscle aches.
The switch is flipped, and the silence and absence
Of heat immediately permeates my senses.
Mindful Writing Challenge
January 6, 2013