These are my thoughts as I looked over some images from our recent trip to Washington, D.C.
We’re on track now, where will we go?
Check with the conductor or read the map –
Where the tracks will lead.
Or, did you just get on board to where the train stops?
The year began, and yet where did it go?
The scenery passes, and we tend to look back.
With the right ticket and watching the signs,
We’ll know we’ll get there, because we’re on the right track.
The flurry of travelers come and go;
It seems like no one notices the other.
I watched as humans seemed like bots,
Heads down, eyes on devices, no one speaks a word.
Watch out! The door is opening – in an out they go;
Better not get in the way or you’ll toss to and fro.
Now the holiday break is done,
And the routine is back.
Those robotic travelers back at the grind;
I hope they pay attention to life all around.
It’s safer to be aware, though we know the track;
The track for work, play, where we live.
Don’t let life pass – like scenery along the route.
Without a thought of life – or whether the track is right.
Blessings and love along the way,