Washed Away

When he came home
That Friday night,
He didn’t need
The shower
To cleanse his body…

He just needed it
To cleanse his mind,
And cleanse the hurt.

The hot water
Streaming on his frame
Would not only
Relax his stiff and sore muscles
But hide
From his wife
The tears streaming down
His face.

The week
Had ended badly
For him.

All the frustrations
Of dealing
With his asinine boss
Had unfortunately
Come to a head…

And may lead
To the loss of his job.

His mom’s health failing,
His call to her
On the way home
From his office
Only served
To heighten his fear
For her future.

How would he provide
For his family
If he lost his job?

What would he do
If his mom took
A turn for the worse?

How,
How could he continue
To deal with
All this pressure
And pain?

No way ahead.

No clear path to safety,
And surety for those he loved.

So on this Friday night,
He stood in that shower,
Water flowing,
Tears flowing…

All of this
Drumming a numbness
Into him,

His head hanging
In despair.

Then,
Despite the water rushing
Past his ears,
He heard the shower door open…

And felt her hands encircle him.

He felt the suppleness
Of her breasts
Press against his back.

He felt her head rest on his shoulders.

Just her embrace,
Pure,
Raw,
Beautiful in its naked depth,
And compassion
Began to overwhelm him…

And he wept uncontrollably.

“I’m here,”
She spoke
So deeply into him.

“Whatever challenges you,
Challenges us both.”

“You’ll make it.”

“We’ll make it,”
She, now crying as well,
Promised him.

And in that moment,
He understood,
Yet again the depth
Of her strength
And commitment to him,
And to them…

Releasing all his worry,
Releasing all his doubt,
Releasing all his pain,

With the purity and beauty
Of her love.

Saving him,
Again.

Offering him,
Again,

Sanctuary during
The storms of life.

All his struggles
And worries washed away
In this moment of her grace.

 

Β© 2018 W. C. Stacia, Jr.

50 thoughts on “Washed Away

      1. I will. Thanks again for all your help! This weekend I have a minimal amount of company work. So with any luck, I’ll be able to master the formatting challenge and make some good progress! Fingers crossed!!! πŸ™‚

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  1. It becomes so much easy in life to move on when we have a strong support as our partner..a difficult challenge is no more a challenge when you have a companion who has faith and belief and ready to support with love and care..

    Very beautiful peace of work..

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  2. Yes, that is how it should be in relationship, and you know when you don’t have it, even after a lot of years, but you still feel responsible for the other person’s survival as they sink and won’t do anything to make their life worth living – and you don’t know what to do.

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    1. Thank you Elitsa!!! I so agree and wanted to really make that the centerpiece of this work. Two committed people can help each other surmount the most difficult challenges. Yes?

      Really appreciate your comment!

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  3. This is just so heartfelt and beautiful, Bill! It’s always a good feeling to know that we have someone there who will fight with us and help us through the dark moments, as well as celebrate with us during our triumphs. That’s love. Beautifully penned, my friend!

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      1. Haha! Yes, I’m sure if you stand next to a lit Christmas tree, that foil hat of yours would reflect the light PERFECTLY! 😁

        As for MY foil hat… I donated it to charity. Giving the gift of fashion! Lol ☺️

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      2. Hahaha! Giving the gift of foil! Now that’s admirable, my friend!

        I’m glad I could bring you a smile, Bill! I can always count on great laughs from you, my friend! 😁 Enjoy your evening! ☺️

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