Paula Hayes

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I remember the first time I saw or should I say became aware of him. My walk from Pt Authority was determined by how many homeless I saw. While I was getting my coffee and bagel from my guy on the street who sold breakfast every morning no matter the weather; I looked over to my left at the crowd in the park and saw him. He had a few people around him talking, smiling and just mesmerized by him. He looked at me and our eyes met, for on a few seconds and then he turned back to those who were hanging on his every word. It felt like a lifetime; his eyes went through me into my soul, if only for a moment.

I went about my morning giving the morning events only a fleeting thought; but somehow, I was changed; somehow, I saw something I did not know what and maybe never really understand.