going home by train

I returned from a conference in Chicago, hoping to see Lake Michigan as we skirted the southern shoreline. I didn’t, but twittered the experience in a series of haiku.

Passing trains and trees
The Great Lake beckons me but
Hides behind the dunes.

I seek a glimpse of glory;
The deeper hues lie beyond
Smoking stacks of steel.

Then a glint of blue,
And vision fails to grasp a
Wider frame of joy.

Marinas, harbors:
Mere shadows of vaster views.
Trains make sorry boats.

Though the shallow hills
Beneath somber, sodden skies
My vision fades. I sleep.

The dream fades. Remains.
Deeper harbor for the heart:
Going home by train.

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About wally metts

Wally Metts is the daysman. He is director of graduate studies in communication at Spring Arbor University and is a pastor at Countryside Bible Church in Jonesville, MI. The father of four adult children, he and his wife Katie raise barn cats and Christmas trees in Michigan. His grandchildren call him Santa.

3 Responses to “going home by train”

  1. Wally, there’s something about traveling the rails that brings out the poet in a person! This was nice.

    Here’s my reflection on riding that same train, a few months ago: http://kathyschiffer.com/riding-the-rails-what-i-learned-aboard-amtrak-wolverine-351/

  2. I like haikus too:

    My mind wanders far
    Sitting in the library
    Listening to rain

  3. Grew up in Milwaukee, went to college in Chicago. Thanks for the reminder about how lovely the Great Lakes are.

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