Train Sojourn

You are here the poet of all times light a candle darkness vanishes keep moving about the train your body is in equal equation you become a part of it in harmonic motion and then you can see the blades of grass smiling as the wind brushes thy face on the moving train your hair, if you have any I have very little of it, makes you feel the touch of glory as the sojourn moves on ere the end when comes the dawn and you mourn why did it have to dawn? how you wished you could move on but dawns are as inevitable too as sunsets become true so you enjoy the train of life if only you have love and sadness the dawn springs Okay wake up now ends your sojourn let come another dawn morn after morn life's sojourn goes on and on and on..........