Fruit of My Being
Beautiful flower in my garden,
Infinite is the tree,
The fruit of knowledge of my being,
In your branches the fruit of life,
By eating fruit of knowledge dawns nakedness,
Nakedness brings the branches of life,
You are my naked soul and I am your fruit,
The fruit of life grows through fruit of knowledge,
Knowledge of our love will make us naked,
Nakedness is beautiful embedded with joy,
The holiest the purest,
When dress drops on ground
bare openness dawns
Like vast sky.
It is not nude dancing or nudeness,
Nakedness is joy opening to vast sky
and then merging into being,
Like observer and observed become one,
Nakedness is love, joy and and being-centered,
The state of absolute union and merging
Into being Nothing,
Nudeness is separation and eating each other at the cost of other,
It is pornographic and fragmentation,
One is innocence and the other is experience.
I am your naked tree and you are my branches with Succulent seed, fruit,
and blossom infinitely growing,
In the garden of my being, The Eden,
You are song eternal to make me open
Naked and fluid flowing,
Within a fruit we are One with many seeds.
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