The first glimpse showed sharp-planed
hardness,
A deadly edge, harnessed.
The
first conversation, unexpected connection,
Self-proclaimed
tendency towards sociopathic reaction.
Male
version me.
Martial
art, knives, travel, humor, all.
Body of stone, will of steel,
Proud, solitary soldier.
Lonelier
than he admits, but easily tired of humanity,
Always
traveling, home is his family.
Packed
to go.
Guns,
preparation, survival, all.
The second look showed bone deep
weariness,
Battle-worn, wariness.
The
second conversation, through a gift of unearned trust a friendship forged,
Sanctuary
offered, quietly accepted.
Warrior
monk.
Rest,
recuperation, room to breathe, all.
Together we trained each other,
Fought for compassion, challenged
preconceptions.
Man
of stringent honesty, closely held code of honor
Fighter,
loyal protector.
No
longer alone.
Distant
friends, comrade-in-arms, silent support, all.
