I place my trust in everything

I've been on the train today
united in a shooting star
no steam in sight
or the haul of thunder.

A quiet and meandering journey
where bridges and lakes
beseech the weary traveller
who waits for their page to turn.

To talk, or not, of anything
the mind digs slightly down
to share with captive ear
with shoulder ever near!

Eyes, they stare ahead
or stare at shiny shoe.
Whatever's in that bag
could cut the train in two!

The eye's seem innocent
that look away from me.
My life is like this journey
with a beginning and a end.

I place my trust in everything
on yet another blustery day.
As plane defies the gravity
and life continues until...