MONDAY
on my way back home
an old blind man stepped into the metro and sat down in front of me
behind him, three people started to play some traditional music
with a flute, a small 12 strings guitar and a ukulele
that was truly beautiful
the old man seemed surprised, and suddenly, smiled and seemed to be at peace and happy
his eyes were rolling, mine were staring at him
and slowly, i felt tears coming into my eyes.
