HOMELESS MAN

                                                           HOMELESS MAN

yes
the homeless man always arrives
with his tools
to loosen the hatreds
and tighten the loves.
always
the old man arrives,
always eager
with a smile  on his face
ready to fix the broken.

always,
separating bottles from here,
garbage from there,
working hard.
always he goes
this old man
changing dirt into gold.

always
he arrives in the back lane
where the power
that shines the light is found.
and always there
he does his work
the fixer of dreams.

yes
the homeless man always arrives
up to the person,
up the people,
up to the sky.
always
the old man arrives
and from that time
silence ends
and singing begins.