She waits
for the word to come down
her train is leaving soon –
ticket purchased
and held tightly
in her beautiful hands .
(parchment pale hands,
thin and strong,
that once held such powerful music
and in all the keys,
she played our lives
so that we were formed
by the sound of her heart)
She waits for the bells to toll
and for the band to start –
she is easy in the going
and longing
for the gentle rocking of the rails.
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Oh so moving and beautiful….”easy in the going” and waiting for the gentle rocking of the rails……..that is about as fine a departure as one could wish for……..I love “she played our lives”……..such heartbreakingly beautiful, loving writing.
I’m guessing at who she is, and who we are, but I like the musicality of the lines and the specific details of the railway and the hints of some sort of departure.
Thank you – so appreciate your kind words – K