No Doubts Left Behind Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Registering the whistle of a train coming down the track,
letting us know that it's coming, no doubts being left
behind.

Getting comfortable as it stops to pick up passengers,
taking them to new places in the future, placing our very
own hearts in cars of the train.

Totally enjoying the wonderful excitement and thrills as
we continue to move into place with music and rhythms as
they take us into depths of a special place in another
time, reaching for the divine in the future of our heavenly
home, never exiting at all.