The Sauna, the Water and the Nakedness of It All.

The Sauna, the Water and the Nakedness of It All.  

Finnish men sit naked in saunas and pour water on hot

coals to get the steam going.

 

They leave their pinstripe suits, white shirts, ties and under-

ware behind and sit with other men of all ages.

 

They look forward at the hot coals not at each other, those

bodies that are, in the case of some young men, rock hard

 

with firm muscular chests and hard abs and in the case

of older men — fat, soft, supple, protruding breasts and

 

large nipples. They sit there scooping water, throwing it

on the coals and then pouring the rest over their heads.

 

In their nakedness, they speak of war and fear and the

death of one twin while tears pour down their faces.

 

They pour more and more water over their own and

each other’s heads like they were being baptized.

 

Then they all put on their underware, white shirts, ties,

and pinstripe suits, form a choir and in a cold, cold,

 

stainless steel, plastic and glass building sing wonderfully

warm words of life.

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