Build new tracks

the train stopped
in the middle of nowhere
I alighted
to build a house there
to discover joy and sorrow
not felt before…
the terrain’e new
but lovely….

ghosts came to life
imposing values
not seen before
I felt claustrophobic
the terrain’s new
and ghastly….

the train stops again
in the middle of nowhere
I decide to shed baggage
and build new tracks

I hear engines 
huffing and puffing
imploring 
wagons to be hitched
Destination’s still unknown
But I’ve now learnt...


Shed the baggage
build new tracks
It doesn’t matter
If the train stops again
in the middle of nowhere