The Emperor’s New Clothes

How we all laughed

As the King stood proud

But naked

In his new tailor-made robes

Ready for the Imperial Feast.

His tailor was an Unseen hand

His seamstress, a dainty stitch.

The Emperor laughs last

Knowing

Only in Full Nakedness

Are you fully clothed.

Nakedness is the Coronation Crown

Nakedness holds the Sceptre

Royally Adorned

Only in Nakedness

The Emperor receives his subject’s disbelief

With Unashamed Love.

Rev Jenny Miller