The eternity mode

the train the platform left

without waving me

goodbye

i stared at its end

breathtakingly

in great surprise

having to acknowledge

i missed

the train of one life

surrounded by so many tracks

in the shape of a crossroad

i stand still

trying to gather my mind

the sky suddenly opens

and drops me a message

of eternity

i stand still

with this kind of a gift

in my hands

what shall i do ?

climb a ladder ?

sing on the roof ?

i don't fly back home

not knowing how to

wing

now the wind blows stronger

roaring rather than whistling

no way back either

i stand still, blocked

on the platform

surrounded by so many tracks

i finally sit on a bench

starting drawing the situation

i've been drawing it

ever since

on the eternity mode