poem 3.7.08

i am the train i hear in the night
i push though the darkness, hoping to reach some destination
the wind pushes against my dreams, but i fight to make them real
i sound my horn to warn my future that i will be there soon.

i am the wheels that turn and turn
i am the steam that gives relief
i am the train i hear in the night

i carry precious things through an unsafe world
i cover and protect what i love
no wind is strong enough, no night is dark enough
with the help of my conductor and friend,
i will reach my destination.

i am the train i hear in the night.