기차

Trains carry
It carries people and stories, memories and wind.
It's not about where you're going, it's about life and existence.
Like the sound of people calling out to each other along the way, they create a rhythm.
That sound becomes a warm place for someone, a beacon that speaks to them.
Humans are meant to accompany each other on our journeys.
We speak to each other in a rhythm of hesitation and bustle.
There are no right answers to questions, and the fact that we speak is the truth.
The train and the person are on their way, stopping at each station a little later. The seasons pass, each carrying something different.
We're travelling together, unhurriedly, in the time that life allows, in the busyness of our schedules that we don't understand.