I have never been to heaven.

But I can tell you what might feel close.

A transcendence of being.

Relaxation of the soul.

Sharpening of the senses and beautification of the heart.

A state not easily found elsewhere.

***

There is no magic to the process.

A simple ritual of action.

The only requirement of hot water and patience.

To switch the shower on and watch the transformation.

How quickly does the environment change.

From the mundane to the extraordinary.

***

Look at how the room fills with the particles.

Laid bare in sight like your naked body.

But here, you are safe.

Shame does not live here.

Banished like a bad spirit.

The warmth rolls over instead.

***

You are at piece.

Watching how your breath effects the very air.

Swirling eddies caught in the brilliant sunlight from that frosted window.

Sunlight given shape and substance.

Every movement causing a visible reaction that the eyes can trace, even in the brilliant beams.

One with it all in natural highlights.

***

It is what you might need.

Soothing relief from the stress.

The visible air carries the weight instead of you.

An intimate exchange people rarely take time to know.

A period where you are entirely laid bare without restrictions.

At least, until you turn that shower off.