"...but a warm heart exists."

I witnessed care last night.
I witnessed something I knew always existed.
I witnessed true love for God and his beautiful creation.
I became apart of it too, and I've never been apart of something so beautiful.
It was truly incredible and it was touched by God. He was everywhere.

When everyone else was sleeping peacefully in the wee hours of the morning, my heart filled with joy and love and hurt and whatever else on the streets of downtown LA. I can't even describe the way I felt. This place--Skid Row--it is the resting place of gorgeous people. I don't know what else to say.