Estranged.
Listless.
Waiting for the exit train to arrive
Green grass seeps through the tracks, the
cracks
Abandoned by him, forsaken by her
Engulfed by the earth, the sun, the rain,
the wind
Life beneath the rails, asleep but not yet
dead.
Awaken. Awaken from your slumber
Break the fasteners, the ties, the tread
The machines leave, the voices wane
The lights dim, the footsteps fade
That is the time to rise.
Rise when they laugh. Rise when they sleep.
Rise when they drink. Rise when they breathe.
Soar like the sun aiming for her zenith
Stay like the moon.
Forever present and still
Sway gently with the breeze, bend and vary
each passing day
Yet sturdy like the tree – a banyan tree
With roots into the sky and branches deep
in the soil
Swallow them whole.
The sly sneers.
The illusive eyes.
Take Judas’ kiss with a smile.
Knowing all the while it is Judas
For he won’t change;
But neither will You.
