Essential

I climb into the shower
Let the water burn
Into my skin
Pour over my shoulders
And soak me
Deep within.

There’s something spiritual
About a shower.
It enlivens me
Invigorates my heart
And helps my soul
To breathe.

I never sing in the shower.
I don’t have
Much of a voice.
But I spend my time
Reflecting.
It’s an easy choice.

Every morning is a ritual
A routine
For each new day.
It’s a necessary kicker
An essential
That’ll never go away.