obsession with trains

This time, it was heavier than before:

the freighted wagons lurched

along my body.

I never saw my beginning

nor my end

but I feel connected to my ancestors

along the road.

We carry the burden together, that’s why we are family,

and we live next to the sea, the desert,

and up the mountain.

I have contemplated endless golden sunsets: each day is different

I watched them all from the same angle

for I never moved:

I’m stable, grounded and at peace

I’m the train tracks that you want to meet.