My body is in an open relationship
with sun and grass,
the wind, the mud.
My marrow the mountains
my skin your skin
my belly the beast
my fertile fingertips the fern
Roll your palms slowly across mine
and feel the turning of the season within you.
I am Abundance spoken through the wild syllables of the flesh.
No false beat will keep me from you,
touching forever bodies electric.
-Ryan Van Lenning
I celebrate #SunbatheNudeWithWhitmanMonday. He was one of the all-time Great Affirmers of body, senses, and sensuality. As we enter the midpoint between spring and summer, I am feeling my raw, organic body and senses opening up with the earth.
From Whitman’s I SING THE BODY ELECTRIC:
“O my body! I dare not desert the likes of you in other men and women, nor the likes of the parts of you,
I believe the likes of you are to stand or fall with the likes of the soul, (and that they are the soul,)
I believe the likes of you shall stand or fall with my poems, and that they are poems…these are not the parts and poems of the Body only, but of the soul.”