MOVING IN A STATIONARY TRAIN

I sat inside the coach on a hot summers’ day

looking out through the barred window

as the train moved into a small station

along the winding way.

I watched another train coming our way

from the opposite direction;

entering and halting at the station

on the platform opposite

the one on which my train was standing.

The heat made me irritated

as I sat watching the summer haze

making heat waves that danced around me.

Suddenly, I felt the train was moving

and heaved a sigh of relief at the thought

of the cool wind that should and would

waft in once we were in motion

As we departed the station.

But there was no cool wind blowing

as I soon realised that it was the train

on the opposite platform that was moving

and making it appear that our train was leaving

While in fact, we were just a standing

Oh what an illusion indeed!

The moving of the train outside

that made it appear, it seemed

that the train I was sitting inside

was moving as if in great speed.

It only served as a reminder

of another illusion of our creator.

The illusion of ever flowing time

which enacted out a weird mime

that made it appear we were growing

and permanently and rapidly ageing

while in truth it was the other way going

it was only time that was a flowing.

Oh what an illusion indeed!