Toy train

Hazy line

Smoky treat of the train

As I watch out of the pleasing toy train

Each pass and each tunnel singing with me the song of life

Misty and a hazy line giving a break

But the driver has the knack

To move the hands with the new adventure that comes alive

My deodars come running

Move with me to hold my hands

Then one leaves and the other one catches

The frolic that stays with each one

Stays with the anxiety and eagerness always embraced

So life I am not afraid

I can catch hold of each retreating days

I’ll come rushing with a smile

 when rush of life holds me wild

The dark tunnel and the hazy line will make me stop for a while

To let go all the pangs that the fate serves with a beam

And shatter them heroically

and have no reluctant dreams

Have the faith of the flowing river

that it will meet the sea

Darkening each hazy line that I meet

Thread of the life never losing the bead

Adding each one

Whatever force may stop to push the bead within

   for the wit to peep