Stillness Between Stations

Train doors close, the city fades

Rhythms lulling in distant shades

Windows show a blurred terrain

In motion, silence hides the pain

Stillness between stations, drifting by

Soft humming lines, beneath grey sky

In every pause, I find a breath

In every fade, a whispered depth

Luggage creaks in a lonely hand

Maps unfolded, drawn in sand

Echoes of footsteps on empty ground

Yet in the hush, I feel unbound

Between arrivals and let‑go’s sigh

I search for meaning under open sky

In shifting miles, my soul unfolds

In silent motion, stories told

Stillness between stations, drifting by…