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Nakedness

In the mirror, a canvas bare,
Skin and soul, both laid to share.
Nudity, not just flesh exposed,
But a journey deep, in light proposed.

Each curve, a story to be told,
In every scar, bravery bold.
Self-love, in reflection found,
In naked truth, where peace is crowned.

Awareness blooms, in silent gaze,
In our own sight, we find amaze.
Not just a body, but a soul’s expanse,
In self-portrait, we take the chance.

To see beyond, the surface seen,
To love the depths, where we have been.
Nudity, a gateway to the mind,
Where enlightenment, we seek and find.

In this nude reflection, a discovery,
Of self-love’s most profound recovery.
A portrait painted, in light and dark,
Nudity, the most honest mark.

Naked in Mother Nataure

In the heart of nature, clothed in light,
Bare skin whispers to the dawning day,
Naked, unadorned, a pure delight,
In Mother Nature’s arms, I find my way.

The sun’s first kiss on unshielded skin,
A gentle breeze, like a lover’s touch,
Freedom’s breath, from deep within,
In this embrace, I yield, I clutch.

No veils to hide, no walls confine,
My soul, as open as the skies,
In every leaf, a sacred sign,
In every breeze, my spirit flies.

The earth below, so soft, so firm,
It holds me close, in its ancient grip,
In this moment, no need to affirm,
I am whole, on this liberating trip.

The rivers sing of timeless tales,
The trees, in whisper, share their lore,
In nature’s grasp, all else pales,
Here, I am me, now and forevermore.

Naked, yet clothed in authenticity,
Bound to the earth, yet wildly free,
In every moment, a new intimacy,
With Mother Nature, I simply be.

To stand so bare, yet feel so full,
In her hands, my heart does tenderly beat,
In her beauty, I find the pull,
In her wilderness, myself I meet.

So here I stand, unbridled, true,
In the cathedral of the open air,
Every breath a renewal, a clue,
In nakedness, my soul laid bare.