Wearing nothing is divine,
Naked is a state of mind,
I take things off to clear my head,
To say the things I haven't said,
Live inside the elements,
The earth and sky are my best friends,
Water is the evidence,
That washes me from end to end,
—Luscious Jackson, Naked Eye
As I sit in naures embrace,
The warmth of the sun upon my face,
It speaks to me through wind and breeze,
It's guiding power for me to seize.
The shackles of clothing cast aside,
No more the modern world I have to abide.
The gift of the old ones is here to take,
A world of our own for us to make.
—Author Unknown