I stop and stare and wonder why!
What brought you to this time and place?
Music from his soul whispers a sigh,
Shelter of stone in this homeless space.
I snap the shutter with silent regret,
An image framed in sad neglect.
His inner light a distant star,
A silent prayer echoes from afar.
The homeless man and the passerby,
There but for the grace of God go I.
And who am I to judge this poor man?
His soul knows more sorrow than others can.