The sun unveils the secret myriad <br />through rain splashed windows <br />A thousand rainbows on the train <br />Stare back at me in droplets <br />I read my book I rest my eyes <br />This journey will soon pass, <br />Departure, and returning <br />bear sorrows of there own <br />window seat my divide <br />fellow travellers kept at bay <br />Swimming in my book, <br />silence protects and enfolds <br />gazing through the raindrops <br />on the window of the train <br />in silent wonder of the passing <br />life’s shadows we shall never know <br />Surplus to requirement <br />and invisible we remain <br />Prisms of light confine the hope <br />heavens tears captured <br />on the window of a train <br />Convey our hidden fears <br />then, folding of a broadsheet, <br />revives us for a while <br />recalling fellow travellers <br />we look up, catch the eye, and smile <br />Then returning to our window <br />We glimpse the hills afar <br />I wonder if I’ll walk there, <br />I wonder where we are <br />Watching as life goes by <br />Memories of our departures <br />In sadness release their sigh <br />Then beads of our yesterdays <br />Uninvited tears begin to flow <br />Recollect our misplaced moments <br />through the raindrops on a Train<br /><br />Adrian Wait<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/on-leaving-sheffield-station/
