This week, a photo to accompany a poem.

Attribution

No car must splash him.
No car drive too near to his shadow.

This man carries the world’s most sensitive 
     cargo
but he’s not marked.
Nowhere does his jacket say FRAGILE,
HANDLE WITH CARE.

His ear fills up with breathing.
He hears the hum of a boy’s dream
deep inside him.

We’re not going to be able
to live in this world
if we’re not willing to do what he’s doing
with one another.
— from Shoulders by Naomi Shihab Nye