For a not so peoply sort, I have encountered a lot of people here on the road. Some I could not bear but a bit of polite exchange with, others I could sense a beauty in, and allow to peer a bit deeper into my soul…
I have been both bare of soul
And excessively clothed,
Depending on the hour and the
Company which I am keeping.
For disdainful eyes sweeping,
My heavy wrap of quiet is most convenient.
For kinder, gentler gazes,
I can afford to undress to
Deeper phases of my heart.
There is a beauty in such vulnerability,
Exchanged one to another
As we pass each other
On life’s long road.
But, it’s all right, I am finding,
To be selective
Who you reveal your innermost self to
And who we guard against in the cold.
We must allow ourselves to be held in,
Under cloaks of night if need be,
For it makes the open times
That much more precious,
A nakedness deeper than mere skin….