Train Rumblesby Summer Breeze

Kissed by the Moon, Ocean’s Tide is waxing
The Waves crest and crash the Shore.
My Sleep is restless for in the Distance
Roars and Rumbles an Iron Horse.
Without regard for Man or Beast
The Mighty Horse glides the Rails
Quaking Road and rattling Windows.
I think of the Mountain just beyond Town
And I am thankful that Shasta sleeps
As the Tides waxes and the Moon wanes.
Every ten Minutes a Train rumbles
Shaking the very Glass and Window Panes
Arousing me from the comfort of Bed and Sleep.

Summer Breeze in Mount Shasta, California
2003