There are people everywhere
walking
sitting
talking
dancing
staggering
gazing at the fountains
staring at the artificial opulence
some with wonderment
some with skepticism
etched on their faces
there are wide people
thin people
clean people
dirty people
people with clothes
people who don't have much left to disclose
some are sober
and sane
some?
well let' just say the jury is out
some seem happy
joyful even
some in love
some in lust
some have faces that are alight
with life
others have faces that
seem to reflect
a profound sort of deadness
as this sea of humanity flows through
the palaces of glass
I try to look at them
with eyes
that see the spark of the divine
in each one
somewhere in there
God lives
and rules
somewhere in even the most shattered of vessels
God loves
each of these person is a divine original
and each of them is seen
through the eyes of God
as a prince
or princess
as a precious child
as part of that in which we all participate
may they be respected
and treated kindly and blessed
those dancing women
those laughing men
those silent ones
asleep on the side walk
those bleary ones
staggering to what every is next
those hopeful
happy ones
each one of them
is part of God
and part of me
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