Travelling By Train: ( 11th July, 2022)

O today, I am travelling by train,
Through the North East's weathered gold, green and brown!
I fondly remember my students days,
As I pass by the old, grey station town.
My flashing consciousness is briefly filled
With all the blazing sights, scents, tastes and sounds
Of myriad glorious times ,that will
Always form part of my being, until
The day I die. I guess I'll always feel
A certain eerie sadness, for it seems,
I long to return, but fresh dreams await me.
O can this world of nagging woes be redeemed?!
As I now approach life's fateful crossroads
I'll try not to question why, as I know,
How to go with the flow. It's never wise
To look back. Deep within the future's eyes,
I glimpse my place in the grand scheme of things,
And I sense within my heart, that my Art,
Will last throughout the ages: words will sing.
I always long for new trains to depart.
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