training for life 712/18

reality is an invisible train-ride

the monotony of never ending motion revealed 

with very intrusive close self-quarters 

surrounding me, representing as me

in what feels like the emotional actuality of a caboose

and all the ever ongoing of the now 

is already out of sight

but ever so present 

living in the seeming aftermath

I notice also others on invisible train-rides 

going every which way are around me

and yet all I am left with 

is this one back-window fleeting view

of the recent now, 

out from this caboose view of the after-now

as an ever departing scene

disappearing into the distance

as a cloud of outcomes, memories and doubts

all of this as evidence 

in the constant slow burn churn pronouncing 

this rhythm generating my clickity-clack as aftermath

yet in my heart, as once said,

I do have a ticket to ride

it so seems like this current-ride is my forever life

while the tracks going forward

are sensory drawn

my mind is filled with journey 

as a sense of meaningful things

going every which way forward

but leaving a ‘was’ 

in the settling-behind-me dust

I do love when the train whistle blows

as the future becomes forthcoming excitement 

even the experience of curves 

is beholding to the moment

I feel that motion 

is always praying for me

ever in the arms of movement as caring

training for life

is coming your way . . .