Unmasked

I took two more steps and reached the end of the road
He need not turn upon my arrival; a blameless request
My pockets full of poor man's change and modesty
My lapel heavy from steady droplets of rain

His fedora fit snugly atop his hairless dark head
Eyes cast down, evidence of a man knows too much
Stagnant mist surrounds our encounter, foreboding indeed
My insecurity rings out cross dirt paths, revealing my soul

Quickly I regret my decision to leave all behind
To have revealed what is already transparent
Yet a stillness of mind seconds the body's uncanny yearning
And squelches the indecision that forces a lonely life

A comforting gesture, a liquid arm in a land of accidentals
Beckons me in closer to the fate always told
His convoluted intentions fill the void between us
With great trepidation I sit by his side

Reaching into his coat, he pulls out a small, greasy stone
And holds it before us, a momento of man's endless struggle
For the very first time his triangular eyes meet mine
And two souls laid bare, discuss the world's wonder.