Train of Life

Train of Life                                          March 15, 2006

I'm taking a journey

Down a path I once wouldn't tread.

I'm walking a mile

Down something I once wouldn't think twice.

I think I see something over the horizon,

Something that's glistening brighter

Than just a simple sun.

I think I hear the engine whistle

Of the train of life.

I've travelled down many roads

Others have not taken.

I had been hiding, though,

For a very long time.

I once thought that this was true,

That my life was once burned and through,

And for so long, I've been so blue,

So sad, so lonely.

Now, I drink to the health of age,

To the spirit of the seasons,

To the rebel in us all.

Now, I am riding on

The train of life.

I look behind me

And I see a deep, deep well,

Not a wishing well, in fact,

But a well of pain and pity,

In I once wallowed.

I still hear the voices of demons at night

Screaming out to me,

"It's too late, for your soul's been absorbed."

I just ignore that and walk away,

Still with a shade of gray,

But brighter than yesterday,

For you see, my friends,

I've embraced the train of life.

If you believe as I now do,

Your ride is approaching,

And don't be afraid to board

What will carry you

Down the path He treads,

Worry not about the demons,

For they will always linger.

They will be there

By the law of opposites,

But keep your eyes forward

As you march toward

Your destination of enlightenment and fruition

Rather than on the festering pits below

Which seek out to kill souls.

Remember that He loves you

No matter who you are,

No matter what you do.

Just come as you are,

And hop a ride aboard the train of life.