The Enchanting Entrance

O how that lovely entrance exists to come through. It draws you in with a buzz ringing in your ears

And the enchanting blue hue Walk through with a whirling swoosh

And be transported to an alternate dimension With otherworldly landscapes that mystify

Swaying with the wind and the trees in the breeze. You are surrounded by the glistening green grass that grows. Look over your shoulder to see the sparkling neighboring seas. In the beachside location where it never snows, The winding hills carry you up and down the curves And the moonlight rays shining down on you.

The great big bridge that towers over every being Seemingly as high up as Mount Everest

The ridges of the bridge show double in its reflections In the shining pool of ocean below that is clearest

With train tracks coating the top going in two directions But the burden of a choice with only one right way to go

O how the moonlight sparkles across the water.

O how the moonlight traces the wheels of the dashing train

O how the moonlight shines through the clouds amongst the stars design

O how the moonlight gleams in the darkness of it all.

O how the moonlight gives the train tracks a lustrous shine.

O how the moonlight never ceases into the night.

The constant loneliness is the only thing that assures you in this strange world. It is only you, and you alone.

For there is not a single breath or living sound in the depths of the unknown. Not a chime in the winds, not a crunch in the bordering fields Yet you are drawn to remain here because of the appeals. The inviting elevation, the enticing splash of the billows, force you to stay.

The horn of the train echoes as it approaches

With a roaring sound as it rolls across the tracks

Do not cry yourself a river as big as the one below, And do not drown in your consuming thoughts.

To get on the train and shrink back? Or stay in this strange realm to grow? You will ponder alone in the darkness.

Olivia Lepore ‘25