The tracks are empty
in the early morn
having been incubated
we are now born
The tracks continue
in many directions
how we live
is merely a reflection
Some go the way
of love and kindness
a calling to all
these are timeless
Others go another way
tracks with violence and hate
filled with holes and darkness
the train is always late
Pulling into the station
awaiting another train
which path will be chosen
what is the best gain
Meditation over
admiring the beautiful surround
choosing life over death
joy is abound
copyright 2018 Debbie Pierce
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Ahh, tranquility. 😀
It is tranquil indeed. I am smiling. I spent several days in this small coastal town. Beautiful and serene. Take care and have a wonderful day!
Enjoyed your post. Great use of the prompt. I love trains!
Great pic! 🙂
Thank you. That picture was taken in Ocean Springs, Mississippi where trains are common. I agree. Trains are fun to watch. Thanks for reading. Have a wonderful day!
wonderful poem debbie ❤
Thank you.
Ahhh! The tracks of life perfectly depicted. Thanks.
I agree. Thanks for reading.