While traffic streamed, with constant din
Accepted finally, a place of home
Like birds and goats and children’s laughter
Wall of green on distant shore

Quiet, so quiet and yet alive
Sensing peace upon dusk’s approach
With no hurry or need to have
In the midst of possibilities, yet unknown

One hundred or more clicks per hour
Moving swiftly on iron rail
Pulsing notion of mankind’s urgency
Narrow focus and need to know

Calling us home- toward high or backwards
Longing, moving, yes; soaring forth
Expecting nothing but dreams and
Morning’s promise of the highest worth

Now, be constant in your loving
Attending friend’s heart of pain with care
Comforting, quiet time of life’s dawning
Uncertain possibilities, yet totally there

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