[00:03.12]Naked, you are simple as one of your hands,
[00:05.73]Smooth, earthy, small, transparent, round:
[00:10.38]You have moonlines, applepathways:
[00:13.82]Naked, you are slender as a naked grain of wheat.
[00:17.89]Naked, you are blue as the night in Cuba;
[00:22.69]You have vines and stars in your hair;
[00:25.96]Naked, you are spacious and yellow
[00:28.01]As summer in a golden church.
[00:31.13]Naked, you are tiny as one of your nails,
[00:33.53]Curved, subtle, rosy, till the day is born
[00:37.30]And you withdraw to the underground world,
[00:40.62]as if down a long tunnel of clothing and of chores:
[00:44.03]Your clear light dims, gets dressed, drops its leaves,
[00:48.80]And becomes a naked hand again.