Today my younger brother
had an audition
for a play,
and it was uptown,
the heart of my city.
So he asked if I could give him
a ride-
I didn't want to,
but I did.
So while I was waiting for him to finish,
I got hungry
and wandered off
looking for a place
to have lunch,
but as I was looking,
I heard this wonderful
melody.
Instantly, I was attracted,
as if a mystical force
got me walking closer and closer
to where that
enriching melody
was coming from.
And there he was.
An elderly man
playing his acoustic guitar
in a manner
in which I've never seen one
play before.
After he was done,
the entire crowd
applaud him,
leaving him tips
onto his
guitar case.
I got closer,
and I smiled
handing him
a $5 bill
and I asked his name.
Smiling, he replied,
"Don Juan".