Perhaps there’s something wrong with him…
Something makes him want to run naked in the woods.
What’s the one thing he can say that explains…?
Why the naked romping, tell me, what’s the good?
It seems he likes the freedom, no movements bound by clothes.
He seems to love the sun and the wind on his skin.
The absolute sense of glory and joy…
It defines the soul and the goodness of him.
Catch a Falling Star 
We who get it, get it!
I am glad. Of course, I didn;t write it to speak to those who already get it.