Railroad blues

what’s the railroad to me?
you ask

I never go to see
where it ends.
where it takes all the
wanderers

on what corners does
it bend?

from all I know
and from what the
greats say
you find out
as you walk along
the way

it’s not the end
it’s right now, the wind
that’s blowing
I love it enough
to bear

with the not knowing.