The Show That Unfolds
As I travel along a lonely passenger
In this vehicle filled with many
Within and without are two worlds that provide
a show as I go on my journey
Within I see sitting two seats down from me
a mother and her children
One on the seat and one on the knee
So that they could give a seat to an old dear
Restless they rant about everything and nothing at all
Questioning, pondering, testing.
Seeing just how far their mums patience will go
With all of their pointless murmurings.
Come to a stop and outside I see
A young couple kissing in the rain
What’s their story? Where have they been?
What are the words they are saying?
Maybe arrangements for the next time they meet,
Or maybe a simple I love you.
Just this scene of their story I’ve witnessed by happenstance
The bus moves on and my thoughts do too
At the next stop an older man enters
He has clearly had a few.
It becomes clear he’s been celebrating, it’s his birthday today
He was telling everyone so they knew!
He is a merry little man, not inconsiderate or aggressive
Just happy to still be here
By the time his stop came we all knew his story – Elvis he seen in his teens,
Just one of the highlights of his years.
The next stop is mine, and I must get off
And forfeit the next scene of the show
What stories will unfold? What drama may happen?
As along it’s route this bus goes.
As I walk down the road to enter my home
I think and ponder life.
How fleeting, yet beautiful. How varied and unique
How precious and lovely it is to have life.
Thoughts Behind The Show That Unfolds
We all sometimes fail to see the amazing stories that go on around us. So many things, situations and circumstances happen everyday. So many little things that happen which go on without ourselves that are so beautiful or moving and we miss them. The bus is sometimes the perfect place to sit back and see this show as your making your way around.