Sitting and absorbing what I see, as the numbness creeps within me,
Feeling like a flightless bird missing out on imaginable prosperity and security.
On this bench too ample for one person, blindly witnessing.
Having seen friends and masses load on that train.
A ticket in hand, a train I nearly took, a chance I did not obtain.
How can I forgive myself for being in this place in life, tears falling like rain?

I see the train, moving down the rustic railroad pathway.
And I feel a loss, as if I have been left behind.
Trying to figure out what other paths can be taken on this colorless rainy day?
What other path can I take? And Hopelessness tells me "I'm out of plans",
Is that train the only one that will take me where I can fly away?
The places I yearn and desire to go.

All this time however, I was blind in only seeing broken dreams and a false legacy.
Sitting here on a cold stone bench, mourning in my own self pity.
There in front of me was He, the Holy One, looking at me.
He patiently waited to get my attention, to approach me with His key.
He was waiting for me to give Him permission to sit right next to me and set me free.
Wanting to reassure and comfort me, that He has a treasure for His bride-to-be.

As He graciously sat next to me, my worries and my dreams began to fade,
For He has a pearly white train filled with significance that is unswayed.
A train that will take me places that He wants me to go, all expenses paid.
His train is one that few and far between ever take,
Because the masses have set their hearts on their own selfish ambitions and never awake.
He offers me a spiritual bouquet full of acceptance and encouragement, I accept it without debate.

For there is no other way, that I will be fulfilled. He is the answer to the emptiness.
The answer to broken dreams and broken promises.
I accept Him as my Lord and Savior, this is our Genesis.
I've climbed into His train and He swept away the heaviness, for His dreams for me are ever endless.