Buried

I was walking along the sidewalk
In the heart of the city
When I saw a man sitting
In the alley

Covered in dirt
And garbage
I heard the swearing
And insults people gave
As they passed by him

My coffee could wait

Rusted cans
Newspapers
Fell away
As he stood

Not wanting to show his face
Tears marked his cheeks
Who was he?
Why was he here?

No matter…it’s a beautiful day

The sound of ocean waves
Nearby
A smile on his face
Finally

So be it

Running into the ocean
Swimming care-free
Old clothes and all
The dust washed away

Like a stranger rising from the sea
Is this the same man I see?
I approached him as he came to shore
Shocked by an amazing thing

“Am I free?” he asked.

Yes, I nodded
Spread your wings
Fly

02.10.15

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