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.
