The Train...

This night of familiar joy brought pain,
As gentle breezes caressed my cheeks,
And firefly's flickered on the dusky, evening lane.
The hum of laughter and voices lifted into the air,
While the warm water licked my feet,
As they lazily dangled there.

No premonition of the tears yet to fall,
Pain appeared as a thoughtless guest.
Without a warning, without a call.
A kiss to make it better, childish desires to run away.
Hide and seek with pain and pleasure,
Hide and seek we'll play today.

Dusk fades into the deep purple night.
While in the distance, a train whistles long and low,
Murmuring comfort for this lone stranger's fight.
"You are not alone, dear one, your sorrow is not unique,
Heavy hearts hear me rumble through the night,
Whispering solace to the forlorn and the meek."

The world circles on and on,
Timeless time ticks by,
A wistful spirit groans.
The dawn breaks, a sleepless night turns into day,
Morning stretches out her bright, welcoming arms,
Courage and peace are on the way...

This poem is for all the hurting people alone with their pain tonight.
You are not alone in your difficulties and pain. May God be with you all.

~2 Corinthians 1:3-5~

Praise be to the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, the Father of compassion and the God of all comfort, who comforts us in all our troubles, so that we can comfort those in any trouble with the comfort we ourselves have received from God. For just as the sufferings of Christ flow over into our lives, so also through Christ our comfort overflows.