Traveling To Cochin, India Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Sitting here on a train bound for Cochin, India, everyone
else is sleeping soundly, even my friend, yet I continue
to write into the night.

Loving the solace and serenity of the darkness outside the
window, penetrating my mind with it's shadows, securing the
passage of time.

Riding through the atmosphere of another country, conquer-
ing fears, climbing to heights and depths that seem to be
immaterial in the end.