And I shall board my train of thoughts,
taking seat to observe grand visions
from eye windows.
I sit with deep breath
feeling the breeze that hugs,
as moment by moment heart expands.
Poetic visions are everywhere
inviting me to align
to its magnificence.
Verse is infused in passing birds
that cover view framed by clouds,
AND
mountain peeks that reach high to touch sun.
In music that plays
while flowered meadows blossom,
AND
stars twinkle to ignite consciousness.
Even in a thunderous sky
that releases rain to fill eyes
AND
houses that mosaic the landscape daintily.
Lifetime ticket I hold,
as train waits at station of mind
to leave at any time.
“All aboard,” whistle echoes
between ears that open wide.
“All aboard,” conductor writer guide shouts
while everyday provides adventure
and every ride becomes new poetic masterpiece.
It is a train I love to board,
As window displays mirror of my life.
As pen gets readied and time flies past the moon.
Jan 1, 2020
Jan 1, 2020 at 8:15 AM UTC
And I shall board my train of thoughts,
taking seat to observe grand visions
from eye windows.
I sit with deep breath
feeling the breeze that hugs,
as moment by moment heart expands.
Poetic visions are everywhere
inviting me to align
to its magnificence.
Verse is infused in passing birds
that cover view framed by clouds,
AND
mountain peeks that reach high to touch sun.
In music that plays
while flowered meadows blossom,
AND
stars twinkle to ignite consciousness.
Even in a thunderous sky
that releases rain to fill eyes
AND
houses that mosaic the landscape daintily.
Lifetime ticket I hold,
as train waits at station of mind
to leave at any time.
“All aboard,” whistle echoes
between ears that open wide.
“All aboard,” conductor writer guide shouts
while everyday provides adventure
and every ride becomes new poetic masterpiece.
It is a train I love to board,
As window displays mirror of my life.
As pen gets readied and time flies past the moon.
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