For You

Wherever, Whenever

For you, you the avid believer of a love that will come, and once it does, it will always find you, no matter where you are.

I wait, swaying slowly back and forth,
for a train, to take me places of greater worth.
The chilling metal, gripped by my fingers,
a case of baggage it lays and lingers,
on pavement discolored by seasons and time,
rails beyond them silent, across faded lines.

I hear the buzz of wheels on steel,
grasping my coat, I gather in my chest all I feel,
an expectation, beyond all season,
a welcome and smile that would break all reason.
A presence waiting for me at any stop,
someone who'd catch all the tears I would drop.

The doors open wildly and I step in,
find myself seated among many, wandering kin,
I watch the scene outside the windows,
change quickly, as my journey now continues,
thoughtfully piecing why I even started,
this trip, and why I had even then departed.

Why, I ask, and yet I do know,
for this trip had started to span and grow,
from thoughts of finding you again,
a longing borne through time and pain,
which is anchored on a drop of hope,
in an ocean of uncertainty, it erases all tropes.

A scent of blossoms wafting through,
the breeze as I see colors come in view,
trees welcome warmth and sun,
I wonder, if I stop here, will we become,
reunited under the force of chance,
these thoughts, in my head start to dance.

Heat building greater, than before,
I see the sea, across crowded shores,
as this locomotive continues on,
the days pass quickly and I start to long,
for your embrace, warmth like summer,
'Should I get off now?', I can't help but wonder.

Crisp horizons start to fill my gaze,
as tunnels traversed created ways,
to see the autumn fruit ripen sweetly,
reminding me of how your letters keep me,
encouraged by all of your love for me,
like the splendor of every sunset I'd seen.

The chill of change now penetrates,
thin metal walls of this communal train,
and I see my breath fog up the glass,
write out my love, pray and hope it lasts,
like every year and change has come,
will my destination be here and done?

But, I can't decide just where to stop,
I can't fathom the season, lest my heart drop,
into the abyss of doubt and woe,
I'm unsure of how through this we can go,
and even see each other once more,
should I have taken more thought in store?

In sudden happenstance I am tethered,
by a breeze that blows through you letters,
and I see the answer I have always needed,
an assurance that breaks all bonds and meters,
that count all negative possibilities.
I find the courage I have needed in me.

I finally tidy myself in repetition,
and check to see that all is in good condition,
as I stand and claim that I should embark,
I look straight forward, I realize this will start,
the end of my wandering but start of life,
as I reach the next stop, I am not contrite.

Because I know, that when these doors open,
I'll see you there waiting, my heart you've chosen,
to find through any path or road,
even time and space will not make you fold,
and I, I'll witness the one love that's true,
for wherever this may lead me, is whenever I'll find you.