On a speeding train
From windows, glimpses of fields –
A lone, barren tree
On a speeding train
From windows, glimpses of fields –
A lone, barren tree
Solitude
It can be soothing —
Or sorrowful
Reddens with sunrise
The solitary tiger —
Mist evaporates
Alone in that field
Regardless of what season
The tree is so bare
An ancient temple
perched high upon a mountain —
No more daydreaming!