What is this Naked Thing?

[71degrees]

What is this naked thing?

What is this naked thing,
That cannot walk alone?
Yet when travels hand in hand with me,
Carries mountains on its own.

What is this naked thing,
So small and weak and bold?
Who desires only friendship
Could not care much less for gold.

What is this naked thing,
With neither house nor home,
So proudly walks with man to man,
And around the world does roam.

And seeks a fragile ally,
To lift up off the ground,
And does so swift and easy,
Without great pomp or sound.

It lives in the silence,
And stillness of the air
And lives in friendship undeserved
And in unrequited care.

What is this naked thing,
That loves for loves own sake.
Perhaps it is some kind of god,
Or dreams that walk in wake.

I know it's as old as dirt, but you may want to peruse "Down, Wanton, Down" by Graves. Just a suggestion.

Personally, I think you have the potential for a very funny piece…if, of course, you wish to go in that direction. Phrases / images / lines like "It lives in silence" or "…it travels hand in hand with me" puts you right there. Repetition of "What is this naked thing" is hilarious to me in this light. Would take some work but what the heck…we have all the time in the world, don't we? I like the poem in this vein.

If you meant this as a serious piece, then, I'm sorry, but it's lagging a bit and misfiring on the rhyme(s). Stuff like "….dreams that walk in wake" makes no sense to me. "Undeserved" is hanging out there like a out of place flag. Misuse of commas is irritating (line 1)…so I'm already in a bad mood before I read the rest of the poem.

Glad you posted this. Gave me a chuckle. But I'm weird.