Through the Glass Darkly

The train pushes through the tunnel,
And triumphant hits the daylight fast.
Trees on the bank, weeds green and dank.
Darken the the shadows, darken the track.

Since leaving the station and gathering speed,
No time for regrets, nor fond goodbyes,
A tear unseen, a hand half raised,
Says farewell to the sea, says farewell to the sun.

The sound of the track, the rhythm unsung,
Makes music unheard, and words not shared.
As the train rushes on, no time for reflection,
Clouds fill the sky, clouds fill the heart.

The banks level out, and the fields so green,
Stretch far and wide, once hidden, now seen.
The light becomes brighter, the shadows fade,
The heart so gloomy, the heart now raised.

Now comes the town, streets looking so small,
Shops busy with trade, people wandering past.
Windows look through windows, glimpses of rooms
Snapshots of strangers, snapshots of lives.

For that brief moment, time standing still.
Others become part of a journey, now begun
That breaks away from the daily routine,
No barriers hold us, no ties to bind.