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Rambles
By P.G. Ramblings
Ever The Infinite Nude
What is the measure of the
Nude?
What value can be placed on such simplicity?
How many words would it take to convey,
the profound perfection and serenity?
Equality can never arrive,
no matter how hard we strive...
by adding confinements of regimented shapes and
size.
True peace can only flow,
true life can only be,
by unmasking each our true identities.
What is the measure of the
Nude?
What is the boundary of the view?
Light and shadow dance their dance,
in infinite varied circumstance.
What is the value of such delight?
What release we feel in love’s true light.
I am a song of verse and rhyme,
to be sung by all,
who put old fashioned myths behind,
and crave their spirit to renew.
What is the measure of the
Nude?
It is the clothing of my soul.
Light and shadow dance their dance,
reflecting, shimmering, abstract chance.
How can I contain the light within,
how can I deny how we begin.
Innocence is all the covering that I need,
to protect the most important part,
to carefully tend the original seed,
to claim its rightful place and grow.
What is the measure of the
Nude?
Infinite, Seamless, Gratitude!
© Ray
Watson
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