I met a beautiful soul on the streets of Stroudsburg today. I told him I liked his dress. His eyes instantly looked down and away and he bashfully said “thanks”. I could have looked straight ahead. I could have ignored his differences. I just wanted to let him know. His life matters to me. Who he is, as he is, matters to me. I hope one day I can say hello to him by name.
Среди миров огромных и светил
Пусть я всего песчинкой малой был.
Но и песчинкой малой — и таким,
Наверное, я был необходим.
Моя была мгновенна с жизнью связь.
Но жизнь и без меня не обошлась.
Кайсын Кулиев, 1965.🍃