I met Laron
a vagrant
on a freight train
When he offered me a blanket
I thought it was a trick
to steal from me.
When he turned down money and said
“you know me…I just ride trains”
as the train pulled away
to parts unknown
to him
I envisioned him in saffron robes
walking heal to toe.
Ironically
following the teachings of a man
whose teaching Laron didn't know.
I think of him often
wonder if I will ever see him again
would like
but don’t need to.
