What is the measure of the Nude? What value can be placed on such simplicity? How many words would it take to convey, the profound perfection and serenity? True peace can only flow, true life can only be, by unmasking each our true identities. What is the measure of the Nude? What is the boundary of the view? Light and shadow dance their dance, in infinite varied circumstance. What is the value of such delight? What release we feel in love’s true light. What is the measure of the Nude? It is the clothing of my soul. Light and shadow dance their dance, reflecting, shimmering, abstract chance. How can I contain the light within, how can I deny how we begin. Innocense is all the covering that I need, What is the measure of the Nude? Infinite, Seamless, Gratitude!