Untitled VI

Unhinged and stripped naked,
Left vulnerable, fragile and weak,
Eyes with quiet inferno, rage,
Piercing into you,
Scorching all barriers and walls,
Turning them into ash,
Leaving you exposed,
And a smile,
So warm and sincere,
Melting the diamond vault the heart is locked in,
A look of understanding, compassion,
Trembling in your knees,
Pulse increasing,
Palms sweaty,
Confusion in thyself,
To run away cower and hide,
Or brave oneself and take a step forward into the unknown,
The face, majestic,
Almost as if sculpted by the Greek Gods themselves,
The word, soft and yet sharp,
Gentle yet harsh,
A lover,
A fighter,
A flower,
A dagger,
A being,
Radiating with an outer worldly,
A word,
A touch,
A hug,
Giving a feeling of peace and serenity,
All this in an instant of passing,
As two cross paths in their daily journeys,
Every instance becoming a moment,
With each passing moment,
No matter how brief,
How far,
That feeling,
That the presence felt is of greatness,
Never diminishing,
Like water seeping through the crack in a rock,
Rendering it weaker as time goes,
Till the rock is no more,
In that moment,
In that instance,
You said hi,
For even Rome was not built in a day,
Nor did it burn in one either,
It’s the minuscule of actions,
That moves mountains,
And most honest of deeds,
That mends hearts,
A small mark,
Like a beauty spot on the skin,
That lasts for a life time.

Jah Bless