Just passing through

See my soul,
exposed and helpless,
gossamer frosted-sugar shell.
Shatters at each careless jolt,
melts at every touch.

Catch my eyes,
unprotected and naïve,
betrayers of my soul.
Innocents in a world of pain,
an unattended store.

Share my dreams,
elusive, indistinct,
they hide in cold wind tears.
Always just a step away,
never within reach.

Know my voice,
it speaks with passion
words that can’t be heard.
A silent exhortation
to a dark and empty hall.

Touch my flesh,
scarred, corrupt,
enclose me in your warmth.
Sit me at your fire-side,
until the embers die.

See my whole,
it hangs together,
flesh and soul and dreams.
Its purpose long forgotten,
just passing through, it seems.