journey to eternity

for me the night train stopped/i who halt not but for necessity/no ticket no luggage no passengers drop/alone in this journey towards immortality/we passed by the grazing horses/the pastures scarcely done/looked up on mounts of brick-red houses/as i awed the setting sun/slowly we went we knew no haste/like a feather gently blown away/pondered the times i left to waste/as pitch-black darkness turns into day/i surmised the soot-stained head/in morning where the sun shines bright/heading for centuries i can not dread/one i must make into the blinding light.