Goddess

I saw the Goddess this morning.

She was kneeling on the subway, speaking. She had a beautiful voice. She was homeless. A 29 year old black women who lost her mother, daughter, and home in a fire 2 years ago. She has been homeless ever since. She was asking for food or anything at all.

I had no money or food to give her, so I just put my hand on her bony shoulder as I left the train. I wish I had something more to give her. A gesture was all I had.

This male-energy world, it's so tough on the heart.