Dignity

Consider this:

Life unfolds.
       Dignity is inherent;
                    Grace reveals itself in encounters.

Beneath a tree an old man rests,
his broom beside him,
clothes worn by years of labor.

His body frail,
yet his eyes serene,
full of Life.

Two schoolchildren pause.
The girl opens her lunchbox,
sharing what was meant for herself.

No pity. No hesitation. No expectation.

His hands remain closed,
yet his eyes smile in gratitude,
offering a silent blessing.

The girl's eyes reflect compassion,
the boy, with his ecstatic smile,
grateful that their offering
is gracefully received.

Nothing is bought.
Nothing is due.

Yet something passes between them
that neither wealth nor poverty
can measure.

For a moment, three lives meet—
not as giver and receiver,
but simply as human beings.

And beneath the vibrant tree,
dignity remains intact,
compassion finds expression,
and Life
quietly celebrates itself.