Parting

You then revealed the face within your face
Tender,gentle, vulnerable and kind
Yet rarely do you feel secure or safe
Outside the sacred space of your own mind.

The look  eludes  the words  that might   describe
So rare  to let another see  our soul.
And when we ask,  the vulnerable defy
Sacred is the place  and high the toll

With pathos in your eyes, you went away
I  was standing on the platform by the train.
Unmoving,still,  I stood in silent prayer
As if you were near death and all was vain.

We hide ourselves  in fear of  wounds too deep,
Yet, all alone, the price may be too steep