There are times in life when things seem veiled. Where the direction one should go seems hidden and seem so lost. Moments where relationships seem veiled and even distorted. There comes a point to lift the veil and everything becomes clear. A place of vulnerability and risk; where what has been dormant is awakened.
Hidden and veiled.
Raise the veil.
Face to face.
Invasion of space.
Disruption of self in this place.
Look deep in the eyes.
Unhinged by the depths.
In the lifting of the veil.
About the Author: Brian Bucks lives on a small horse ranch in Western Nebraska and is a husband, father, electrical engineer, and poet.
Image is of my bride's wedding veil from 27 years ago.