JON PAUL .... ANGELIC WHISPERS ON A TOKYO TRAIN

Through Tokyo’s bustling streets, a train glides,
Angelic whispers, where beauty resides,
In the heart of the city, a moment serene,
A touch of magic, a sight to be seen.

Amidst the rush, a melody pure,
Angelic whispers, a gentle allure,
Passengers lost in a dreamlike state,
As the train carries them to a heavenly gate.

Soft voices float in the hush of the night,
Guiding souls through the city’s bright light,
A symphony of whispers, a celestial refrain,
On a Tokyo train, where angels reign.

In the midst of chaos, a moment of peace,
Angelic whispers, a sweet release,
A reminder that beauty can be found,
In the simple moments, in the sights and sounds.

So listen closely as the train rolls on,
To the angelic whispers, to the break of dawn,
In Tokyo’s embrace, where dreams take flight,
On a train of whispers, in the still of the night.

Among the neon glow and the urban sprawl,
Angelic whispers, a soothing call,
Echoing through the city’s beating heart,
A touch of grace, a work of art.

Through tunnels dark and stations bright,
Angelic whispers, a guiding light,
Connecting souls in a transient space,
A moment of solace, a brief embrace.

On the Tokyo train, where worlds collide,
Angelic whispers, a gentle tide,
Carrying passengers to unknown lands,
Invisible hands, in cosmic strands.

So let the whispers carry you away,
In Tokyo’s rhythm, let them sway,
To a place of peace, of quietude,
On a Tokyo train, in angelic mood.

JPPD