Tuesday, May 12, 2009
What Makes the World Go Round?
You know I went to the Met last week. After the exhibits I sat out on the steps to enjoy the afternoon before the rain set in again. It soon turned into a monsoon.
There was a man singing. I've seen him there before. I sat for about ten minutes just listening. Then I took my camera out. There were mostly tourists there but some New Yorkers, like me, were taking advantage of yet another rainy day by spending lunchtime at a museum. I took his photo from above the steps. I was clicking and listening. Then someone gave him some money for his hat. Then someone else bought him a bottle of water. Then people just listened and other people passed by and didn't seem to pay attention to him at all. It brightened my day a little more. He was singing Al Greene and Ray Charles and Smoky Robinson. He was just singing and it was coming from an honest, deep and genuine place. I gave him a dollar and thanked him for his singing. He smiled and with his nod, while singing, I knew he was thankful for me and all the other people who were there to hear him...even the ones who didn't stop to notice.
How Can You Mend A Broken Heart - Al Green