Ever Single Soul is A Poem

Hello universe, I want to thank you for the most beautiful and powerful experience of my life. Two days ago I was heading home from a meeting on the subway. I was writing in my journal and I missed my stop. I got off and re-oriented myself, when I got back on the subway I saw someone without even needing to look at her. I felt overwhelmingly compelled to reach out to her and let her know she is love. I tore out a page in my journal and wrote....Every Single Soul is a Poem. I folded this note and silently handed it to her. She begrudgingly accepted (keep in mind this is completely out of the Torontonian social norm of never speaking or sharing anything with any "strangers" especially on the subway. I immediately returned to my journal, feeling proud of myself for not waiting until it was too late to follow through on my intuition. I then looked up to find her staring at those words with a devastating seriousness and intensity I could never have anticipated. She stared long and hard for about 5 minutes straight, then pulled out a pen, stared a bit more at my words and she wrote......

"not mine".....and handed me back the note.

I nearly cried at that moment, instead I spoke: You have no idea how wrong you are ABOUT THAT.

Then I wrote "I am soo sorry for anything that would make you think that your soul is anything but the Most Beautiful poem, you are one of the most amazing creatures ALIVE, capable of feeling pure and absolutely deserving of love." Again she looked these words over with a deadly seriousness, and after careful consideration she wrote....

"why me"....and handed me back the note.

I responded, "because for the first time in my life I felt the NEED to reach out and let a fellow human being ("stranger") know that I care, and for her to ask the universe why it happened to be her.

She stood silently (having not said a word during this entire interaction) and looked into my soul with an appreciation and deeply resonant understanding, simply said Good Night and left the train.

I smiled to her as she walked away, then as the train plowed forward into the night I began to weep, tears of pure appreciation for her life, tears of love for all the pain she was carrying, crying out for my own love of joy to be removed from my life and bestowed upon her.

Please Universe, Caress her, allow her to receive this interaction with understanding of my intentions, Allow her to see herself the way I see her.

If you are reading this, Please pray for her.

Let us all pray that one day EVERY being on this earth will feel love for themselves and for each other

-Andrew Lane