Ever seen yourself, truly naked?
A body without fabric,
a soul without armor
That’s us isn’t it?
Unwrapped, unguarded, unmasked.
Clothes cover our skin;
Manners cover our mind.
The self we show is stitched
and tailored
The self we hide is bare and trembling.
Beneath all layers, we walk unseen
naked in thought,
naked in truth, naked in spirit.