Caught Naked


There are moments where I have been caught naked,  
Resting from being tested by a play that is curated.  
Removing the shame as I offer my jewels,  
All for the art as one must use their tools.

Putting it on the line for the beauty of risk,  
Exposing my soul, my heart, my brisk.  
In vulnerability, true strength is found,  
A courageous stance on sacred ground.

For in the naked truth, we find our grace,  
In every flaw, a unique trace.  
Artfully revealing, my presence bold,  
Perfecting a masterpiece, the best story told.










 

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