To wake up startled
unaware
the moving scenery on either side
the foreign faces
facing you
the slowing of the rail car...
the way the rocks look
that mountain amongst mountains
the waking sun on those cool grasses
the way the trees grow
the speed of the Sava River as it crooks
to wake up startled
and know you are home.
****inspired by a fellow train passenger****
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