A new poem

Reflections on an August morning

On the train again

Hiking my way onward

To those places that grab my heart

Pulling me in a million small ways

The sound of cicadas; mosquitoes swarm in

Lying on my back in bed, remembering

Watching sunlight play on the trees

Green and leafy outside my window

Dusty panes reflected in the sunlight

I am no stranger to reflections

I have the time, I am on the train

Watching the greenery and life go by

Staring out onto the land

I never knew how green my country was

Or how beautiful, but now I know

Part of it is the wanting it to be so

Dream-like state, this passage

Through the trees and surrounding lakes and marshes

Leading through one state

On my way to yet another

copyright 2013  Paula M De Angelis

I wrote this poem while I was on the train from Washington DC to Williamsburg Virginia. The train passed through some beautiful countryside and landscapes in both Maryland and Virginia, and I reflected on how lucky I was to be able to experience the tranquil beauty of my country in this way.