At the boarding station
she was alone
the breeze,the leaf and the bird
kept her company.
Then there was
this drumming in her heart
a humming in her ears.
Lisping a tune to herself
she stood waiting.
Will this be one journey,she wondered
or one of many to come?
Will there one destination, she thought
or many that were unknown?
Will she meet her companion, she wanted to know
or will he be the one or one of many to come?
Knowing life’s uneasy ways she
was sure of not asking for much.
It was enough to be,just be
the journey would happen in spite of herself.