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White On rails of steel and thoughts entwined, Whe

White On rails of steel and thoughts entwined, Where echoes of the past and future grind, A journey’s path in twilight glows, Through valleys deep and shadowed snows. The rails hum softly with each breath, A symphony of life and death, Guiding dreams on tracks unseen, Through landscapes forged in silver sheen. In silent whispers, thoughts arise, As trains cut through the starlit skies, A dialogue of mind and might, In rhythmic pulses of the night. Each curve a twist of fate’s design, Each station marks a thought’s decline, Yet onward rolls the iron trail, A testament to heart’s prevail. So let the rails and musings blend, In motion where the journeys mend, For in their dance, a truth is spun, That paths and ponderings are one. Upon these iron veins we ride, With hearts that beat like wheels in stride, Through landscapes vast and dreams unspun, In pursuit of destinations won. The rails beneath, a silvered seam, Connect the waking world to dream, Where thoughts like shadows drift and wane, And hopes are forged on tracks of pain. Each clatter of the rolling steel Reveals what silent minds conceal, A cadence of our restless quest, Where doubts and certainties are pressed. Beneath the stars, above the dawn, We trace the lines that weaves us on, From station stops to endless scenes, Where fleeting moments stitch our dreams. In every turn, a choice is made, In every track, a path is laid, And though the journey’s end is near, The rails and thoughts are crystal clear. For in their union, life’s refrains, Are etched in iron, wrapped in chains, And through the tumult, calm prevails, As thought and steel converge on rails. ©twisha ray #railsofjourney #trnojo138 #memoriesforever
White On rails of steel and thoughts entwined, Where echoes of the past and future grind, A journey’s path in twilight glows, Through valleys deep and shadowed snows. The rails hum softly with each breath, A symphony of life and death, Guiding dreams on tracks unseen, Through landscapes forged in silver sheen. In silent whispers, thoughts arise, As trains cut through the starlit skies, A dialogue of mind and might, In rhythmic pulses of the night. Each curve a twist of fate’s design, Each station marks a thought’s decline, Yet onward rolls the iron trail, A testament to heart’s prevail. So let the rails and musings blend, In motion where the journeys mend, For in their dance, a truth is spun, That paths and ponderings are one. Upon these iron veins we ride, With hearts that beat like wheels in stride, Through landscapes vast and dreams unspun, In pursuit of destinations won. The rails beneath, a silvered seam, Connect the waking world to dream, Where thoughts like shadows drift and wane, And hopes are forged on tracks of pain. Each clatter of the rolling steel Reveals what silent minds conceal, A cadence of our restless quest, Where doubts and certainties are pressed. Beneath the stars, above the dawn, We trace the lines that weaves us on, From station stops to endless scenes, Where fleeting moments stitch our dreams. In every turn, a choice is made, In every track, a path is laid, And though the journey’s end is near, The rails and thoughts are crystal clear. For in their union, life’s refrains, Are etched in iron, wrapped in chains, And through the tumult, calm prevails, As thought and steel converge on rails. ©twisha ray #railsofjourney #trnojo138 #memoriesforever
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