Down the Aisle

How did he manage to jump onto the train?
Legs and hands are there but are not working. No voice.
Only the glance on his mid-aged face.

Seeing him slide his partially working body down the aisle and beg for money, I was so tempted to follow him and know him. As an immediate reaction, I wanted to give him the chai I was to start drinking…but of course chai is not what he needed.

What does he need? How can someone who cannot walk or talk need anything which I could give? …I wanted to touch his Spirit somehow…He had certainly touched mine.