The power of another's
unveiled face
is almost too
great to behold.
To meet in
mutual vulnerability.
The encounter
of souls
is dangerous.
A rendevous
not unlike
the meeting
of gods
as we bear
His image.
The pure force
of another's gaze.
The unfiltered
energy of
another's life.
Normally
and customarily
hidden
out of courtesy
and discretion.
But these glimpses
and glances of
pure-heartedness
from another
is a force
nearly holy
in its
reflection of glory.