I have not spent hours in vain waiting for the ghost of this train to pass me by. I have studied the subtle scents that it would bring and I have traced the shadows on paper time and time again.
And in the heart it is Green! And in the heart it is vast and velvet across the lights of our very modern sky. And in the twinkles of the tiny computers and in the rustle of golden red leaves and in violins and pianos echoing out of warm doorways I have felt it coming. And in the smiling eyes of friends who have given me their love I have felt its promise. And in the heart it is a hope that has no bending or breaking, an unrelenting hope that knows no end and goes on no matter the flying arrows or spears or jeers or countdowns or obstacles.
My heart is the hope that is love, now. I have turned my grey and vicious demons into panting puppies! And instead romance is in a mad swirl of skirts and streets and music and laughter all around me! Dancing out of taxis, running up stairs, crowded in business suits, swimming in the full moon tonight, catching the light on bats under streetlamps, pushing bicycles, blowing through the forest pines. I am back! I am free! I forgot my own favorite part of me!
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