PenTherapy

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Peace to you, oh place of joy
Peace to you calm and unpredictable
Peace to you tangible and home

A blessing on the never-ending waves
Crashing, flowing into the shore
Bringing delight, joy, calmness to
people of the city

A blessing towards all rooms – the distinct
smell only found as you walk through these
doors, the warm breeze which finds its way
upon your skin as you open the balcony door

A blessing towards the live music
Hearing the amateur singer play covers of popular
songs, selling CDs for twenty-five a piece, an
outrageous price for such thing
Annoying, usually, but it’s a sure sign that shows
me I’m really home.

A blessing towards the constantly popular Jacuzzi,
the one that is always full,
that tingling feeling of searing, hot water on my stomach
as I take those steps and lay my back against the
water jets, setting my eyes upon the sky and staring
at flocks of seagulls, even the occasional airplane

A blessing on the [virgin] strawberry daiquiris, because
for anyone who tasted them, we know they simply are
the best.
The coldness of the plastic cup, extra bits of daiquiri
flowing down the sides, licking them before it drips
onto the deck

A blessing on the late-night walks on the beach
The feeling of slight warmth from the breeze, rustling strands
of your ocean hair across your face
The ocean barely touching your toes as you walk
across the sand
A blessing on the excitement of meeting new people, learning
about them and having fun while doing so

A blessing to this whole place,
this place where I feel safe, where I can confide in,
where I can leave my deepest worries behind and just
be myself

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