Some things happen for a reason. Like walking down a street and noticing a building that caught my eye. So I convinced my family to go that way. The building was not all I had envisioned it to be but then there was this sweet sound echoing in the narrow street. It was coming from a poor old man. A poor old man on a desolate street far from the real crowds and chaos. Alone on this street I had to capture this moment. I looked around for shifty characters and pulled out my wallet. I grabbed a few bucks and squeezed them in one fist as I put the wallet away. Then I went to snapping shots. First from a distance and closer until I was literally at his feet. He looked up and gave me a humble smile that touched my hardened heart. I told him his music was beautiful, because it truly was. I felt for that moment that God had put him in this moment for me. He was certainly an Angel in disguise to me.