And the weaver said, "Speak to us of Clothes." <br /> <br />And he answered: <br /> <br />Your clothes conceal much of your beauty, yet they hide not the unbeautiful. <br /> <br />And though you seek in garments the freedom of privacy you may find in them a harness and a chain. <br /> <br />Would that you could meet the sun and the wind with more of your skin and less of your raiment, <br /> <br />For the breath of life is in the sunlight and the hand of life is in the wind. <br /> <br />Some of you say, "It is the north wind who has woven the clothes to wear." <br /> <br />But shame was his loom, and the softening of the sinews was his thread. <br /> <br />And when his work was done he laughed in the forest. <br /> <br />Forget not that modesty is for a shield against the eye of the unclean. <br /> <br />And when the unclean shall be no more, what were modesty but a fetter and a fouling of the mind? <br /> <br />And forget not that the earth delights to feel your bare feet and the winds long to play with your hair.<br /><br />Khalil Gibran<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/clothes-chapter-x/
