I am waiting …

I stand here waiting for a train,

Weather changes from thunder to rain

It leads to a place, untouched by need,

Where hearts are free, where souls are freed.

A land beyond all negotiation,

Winning happens without scarification.

No games of loss, no race for gain

I stand here waiting for a train

Weather changes from thunder to rain.

The train takes me to my old home,

Whose walls protect me from every storm.

Where I feel the quiet in my veins,

I stand here waiting for the train,

Weather changes from thunder to rain.

My friend is waiting, the train takes me there,

I want to see; he says, he lost so much of hair.

I wonder, when I see him, what to say,

Perhaps in silence, emotion finds its way.

Each drop, a whisper, as the moments blend,

Toward destination, where the heart may mend.

I stand here waiting for the train,

Weather changes from thunder to rain.

                                                       GS