THE RAINY EASTER MONDAY DAY!

Took few steps outside-

Damp-

Gloomy Easter Monday-

Caught as other times- by a very elderly – who could barely walk

All alone carrying a small bag of something of HOPE.

I instinctively and openly smiled at him.

Chat- chat- chat bla bla bla of a woman about her Easter day- she had apparently nobody to share with – but the well-known – not friend employee on shift.

Ignored the arrogance- of middled aged nobody who believed deserved attention- from the unknown who was me.

WHO- Unknown was- and wanted to remain- otherwise I would have decided differently-

Visited in several occasions the USA- HELLO- said to you by unknown is regular no matter their age and level- with no purpose-just hello – not how are you- the unknown angel of the street-

Hello- just hello- with no purpose- the stranger- no matter young- old or middle age-

Just hello- with no purpose.

Gloomy rainy day- caught by the news of Pope Francis dead on the new technologies means- after watching from the beginning until the end to HIS last URBI ET ORBI benediction- he could not even speak.

ALL IN FRENCH TRANSLATION.

Words of hope- against wars- love for the vulnerable ones- prayers against the violence in many areas of the earth- prayers for the REAL INCLUSION- and respect of all opinions and diversity-

THE REAL INCLUSION- NOT THE FAKE ONE- OF MANY MASKS SHOUTING IN A CORNER THEIR PERSONL MEETING WITH JESUS- AND SHOUTING THEIR PERSONAL PATH- NOBODY’S REALLY CARES.

Go to Church- all alone- confess your sins- in silence fanatic brutalised nobody.

Everybody would have the right to do so- SHOUT his Personal meeting with Jesus.

Confess your sins in silence- and ask for absolution.

On a GLOOMY day of Pope’s Francis fly to heaven- and an elderly man's struggle who deserved my real glance and smile.

Peace on earth.

ON A GLOOMY BANK HOLIDAY DAY!