A Moment of Solace
I step into a building and sit in a chair. With each stroke of a brush I know this person cares. I close my eyes and the stresses of the day, vanish and rinse away.
I open them to a smile so bright that I mirror this beautiful sight.
In days that pass with a blink of eye, I take solace in the warm tones that shimmer as I move from side to side.
My face radiant and pure. What was once dull is now rejuvenated and clear.
I skip and dance and feel light as a feather, all while thinking of my newfound youthful vigor.
~ Amara Bargas
