Little soul

I saw him, I see it in his eyes,  he's lost, sad, lonely. He sits there.... I walk by him everyday, I judge him. Today, I saw him in that spot, you know the spot where the concrete is cold, where people walk by and see nothing. He wears glasses, he hides. I see the way he ignores others because he's ignored by them. Today I saw his little soul, it was crying to me, grabbing at my skin and bones, reaching down my throat for attention. Though he showed none of that. I look up... I smiled, and he smiled back. I felt like I saved him from harming himself. That little soul needed attention, a simple smile calmed his hungry soul. instead of bleeding at his wrists he bled through his soul which reached out to me. Thank you lord for helping me sooth a little soul, that made a big difference.