Nude

Swaying rhythmically back and forth between the trees,
Nature abundant with leaves in the wind and soil lies,
Condensation creating a mist in the forest,
Swaying rhythmically back and forth between the trees.

Life is undisturbed and will always be,
Nude, in the forest, as fragile as them,
Fragile as invertibrae, as chlorophyll and rays of light,
Swaying rhythmically back and forth between the trees.

Nude, crouching down, cold morning sun,
Vulnerable with no fear or danger,
Surely this is the real world,
Swaying rhythmically back and forth between the trees.

Embossed folicles shiver,
Winter breathing is always clearest,
Nude, waiting,
Swaying rhythmically back and forth between the trees.

In the forest, embracing cold, waiting,
Swaying rhythmically back and forth between the trees.

Back and forth between the trees.