the love of

 

 

all of a sudden, there seems to be a lightness in the air

a brightness...a flare...

as if an awakening so huuuuge....!...to dare

a naked step ...outside...to tippy-toe with care,

no desire the hop of birdies on the lawn 

to disturb for, in their chirp, no doubt, there would be scorn.

how flighty and free and unhesitating the soul,

how the brightness of the morning does cajole,

no need to dress

the liberty of nakedness press

...suppress.

for, zealous and passionate the Love of Life

the acceptance of such, there be no strife.

 

RB.