Not far not near just here
sound of the wheels shriek
weight. wait.
—heaviness of the train cars
solid and familiar
middle of the night comfort
steadiness
something familiar
it’s the weight of it
the strength
—strong hold
captured by this
heart shines in its moving power
comfort of its sound
there it is—
it takes one through the past, start to now…
things are here
what is it that stays?
when things go?
there it goes
it seems to pull one down a line…
a simultaneous reference of the past and present
but all at once
it starts as a child until now,
—with the fountain over flowing
the foundation of it all
the wonder and delight
it takes us to places we’ve had to wait…
to be patient
sometimes feeling annoyed by its passing
things passing and changing
and by my own waiting
an inconvience
a teacher of patience
that there is more
—it’s always going somewhere
taking something somewhere
and yet there it is,
giving
I hear it ring in my ears
three times
once more
what is that thing of three?
mind.
body.
voice.
its call is three times
in the night
In the distance
but here…
it calls out it’s presence
impermanence
swift and sure
I am reminded
and my heart feels a tinge of pain
pain in it all as all
comfort in all
joy in all too
I am here,
you are here
we all are…
the steadiness like the mountain,
the forest
—held by the tracks
close along the flowing river
ebb and flow
it pulls the heart and wraps it in comfort
it pulls from beginnings through all that has crossed
every alert
the sound strikes a familiar rung like a pattern
the wheels turn
..hit the rail
round and round
steady, steady
human study
—a line that threads through one’s life
eternal
and the essence not changing
it’s just there
one train
just one.
set as a jewel
steadiness
one time driving you through the years, so it seems
—wait for the train
settle and soften
in an openness
setting aside your ways
the patterns
nothing has changed and everything is changing
coming and going
along that familiar track
it’s loud and clear
a steady line echoes through
sound in your ear
unwavering strength
unwavering power
unwavering intent
it’s a line,
warmth
in the distance
it’s like it fades
no longer is it heard
some to feel confused
yet listen
listen closely,
it is felt steady within
one pervasive line
through and through
never broken
timeless in essence
that train.
magical and pure
—not nostalgic really,
it never went anywhere
not far
not near
just here