running on steel

 periodically throughout the nights

 silence is interrupted by a calling train.

sometime  i am awake, waiting.

first distant, singing out over far fields, 

i hear it approaching the town, 

then calling down the streets.

as the rumble of steel approach and pass in darkness.

taunting, rumbles crawl near.

passing, becoming faint again.

oh, Night mystery, I love the song you sing to me.

waiting now for next you pass.

keep rolling