Estonia a sauna to die for

Tall sentinels as cover
And snow just everywhere
In the chill that makes the body glow
In the sudotory flow
A session of three hours or more
A gift and a lift for YULE
Smoke produced from Alder logs
A regenerating fuel

Historicity has given us
An inclination that we
Receive rhe liberation
At physical degree
The body whisked with leaves and things
A whispering refrain
It is undeniable to be something of gain
It really feels phenomenal
Cleans the souls abroad
An essentialness of living
In a bubble of accord
The lifeblood of the ancestors
That ethos that was cast
The hot smoke liberates the pores
As it did in the past

Robed and in the hot room
Resting as you do
Chanting with a soft drum
Invoking spirits true
Going to the ice hole
To the shock of trembling shake
And floating for a moment
As water does awake
Every sense you ever had
Your true identity
Is the opposite of how
You would think you would be

So back into the sauna
And the evenness of heat
Its graphic and reflective
Sitting on that seat
With apple smoke and birch smoke
The originality
An antidote for exhaustion
As most soon do agree

EStonia next to Latvia
And Lithuania
Borders at the Baltic
And the gulf of Finland we
Took a weeks vacation there
Engrossed in all that cold
And UNESCO’s culture
On which I soon was sold