Rumble of wheels on tracks are first heard
the train shows up a few minutes later
lit windows dance in the rhythm to the wheel
the dark boxes waltz past.
Shadows of people in windows, watching out,
Sometimes one stops for the signal
to give a clearer view!
In the small boxes of light they sit,
some watching out at darkness, or our homes!
Some sitting, reading, a man standing at the door,
leaning out, waiting for the train to move again.
There is a beauty in that body made of metal, wood,
A beauty that can’t be explained by words.
Why it feels so good to look at them, whenever they
pass by, or listening to their wheel’s music
even when they are not in sight!
What is the mystery behind that attraction one wonders!
Then some mysteries are never solved, guess that is how
the mysteries are, or they are supposed to be.
Law of attraction is world’s greatest mystery! A mystery
so many will die to unravel.