An Engineer and conductor
that control the train of life
We find them in every place
that's of learning or strife
Some call them teachers
while others call them wise
They're just friendly neighbors
riding upon Life's tide
A dark cloud seems to hover
over all the things new
Descriptions of differences
that progress throws at you
Though everything changes
it still remains the same
It only has a new coat on
keeping us warm in Progress's haze
I walk upon the shore of thought
gathering the fruits it bares each day
Nourishing my mind with wonder
that speed metamorphoses on it's way
I see the fiction of yesterday
become the truth of now
Being guided by the engineer
sorted by the conductor's smile
So as we gaze upon tomorrow
it becomes again yesterday
Remember tomorrow is a new trip
in the land called discovery.
W/By Guy Dan Schuyler
18 December 2006
(I was talking with my next door neighbor when the thought hit me, and so I thought
I would share it with you. I realize this is not very well done, so any criticism
will be appreciated