I would never write about skinny dipping but if I did I would write about washing your heart in the crisp mountain stream which springs from Isolation. If you would shimmy your heart from worldly dressings and let down your cares, you must go to the wilderness where everything lives wild and free from the fear of interruption. Naked hearts are even more alarming and awe full than naked bodies. Better to go alone, mostly. Invite and the Whisper might and the Whisper will come and wash your feet there. Wade and splash and bask and be made new. In quietness and trust is your strength.
Take your heart to the mountain, just the One who Loves and you.
Let Your Light Shine