A fateful Journey

The train moves on, a steady hum,
A journey long, a beating drum.
The world outside, a canvas wide,
With meadows green on every side.

The grasslands stretch, a sea of gold,
Where winds like whispered secrets fold.
The lakes reflect the sky’s embrace,
A mirror to the heart’s soft grace.

Bridges arch like timeless dreams,
Where waters flow in silver streams.
The trees, like sentinels, stand tall,
Their branches reaching, answering call.

Yet through this beauty, still, alone,
The man rides on, a heart of stone.
Loneliness wraps its cloak so tight,
The hours stretch, and stretch through night.

But then, from where the darkness dwells,
A voice, a sound, a sweetened spell.
A nightingale with soft refrain,
Her song, a balm for all his pain.

Her voice like music, soft and pure,
Rings through the soul, a heart's allure.
A hallowed tune that calls his name,
And in its warmth, his heart’s aflame.

Her smiles, like stars in twilight's grace,
Unveil the light within his face.
Her words, a melody so true,
Make crystal clear what he once knew.

In her, he finds a friend long lost,
A soul to share, no matter cost.
Her laughter dances in the air,
A breath of life that banishes despair.

Through fleeting moments, their hearts align,
In her, he sees the light that shines.
The meadows, lakes, and trees seem bright,
As day surrenders into night.

The train rolls on, but now he knows,
In her, a river of joy flows.
The journey, once a bitter quest,
Now sings a song of heart's unrest.

Amidst the grasslands and the skies,
He finds in her the sweetest prize.
And hopes that through the winding end,
She stays with him, his truest friend.