There was a movie a few years back that was about a young poet who drove a bus for a living. He had a painter wife who would redecorate their home every day so when he came home there was always something new to find.
Ordinary people you see every day have the same infinite capacity for beauty. There is something unique about each person that is either there on display for is there to find . Everyone. Everyone . You just have to look for it . It may be buried pretty deep but it is in there somewhere.
This is something worth pondering . I know I have been looking at people on the side of the road asking for help and think about that. Somewhere in there is something wonderful. Buried treasure is under a lot of dirt too.