I was inspired to write this as I traveled by train quite a bit during November 2009: back and forth from Wilmington to NYC, the subway system in NYC, and back and forth from my friends' house in Newtown, PA into Philly. Specifically, the idea popped into my head when my friend, Leon, and I accidentally sat in the quiet car on our way into NYC. Hope you enjoy!
The Quiet Train
I sit on the quiet train and learn
The value of silence
It creeps up on me, unsettles me
At first
I feel I must say something
To the friend seated next to me
Like stirring the air with my soundwaves,
My noise, will support and sustain
My connection
To him, to the cute girl I see reading a paperback, to the old man snoozing in the seat behind me
But, the quiet train has its rules
And, I don’t want to be “that guy”
So, wordlessly, I sit
Then, slowly, surely
I realize there is something in the silence
Something that beckons…reawakens
A thought, a feeling
A realization
Like passengers on the Quiet Train
We are all one in our silent agreement
We are connected by our willingness
Good or bad
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