* train waiting *
Waiting on the platform gray
For train and voyage far away
Those shining tracks lead ever on
And I am still and waiting long
No steely chariot of centipede wheels
Does arrive to carry me forward
Or backward or upward or sideward
The future it seems is unencumbered
Perhaps a train driver somewhere slumbers
For the long line of wishes I trail
For a train on time and not to fail
Has with countless experience proven
To be wishes from platform moving
Instead as barnacle tight on a rock
I am stationery no need to stop
For halted and waiting I still am
Waiting for my train to come.
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