Train thoughts

I sit, gaze and dream
Lulled by the uneven rhythm
Hypnotised by telegraph wires
My window framing a world
Of swooping fields
Damp ridged earth
Blue sky hemmed by clouds.
I revel in the luxury,
The bliss of being in between here and there.
Time to sit, gaze and dream.
And when a train passes by
In flashes of steel, glass and light
There’s a brief sense of connection
To those travelling in another direction.
We stare and pass by
Intent on our journeys
Locked in our several worlds
Sitting, gazing and dreaming.