No Train, No Gain

Every movement is automatic…
And although so difficult to see,
But then one day… it occurred to me.

Sitting at the train station…
Staring up at an old TV
The screen playing comedy,

A “KLANG!” much too sharp and too loud…
the Eyes instantly moved to the sound
They moved before any thoughts
Moving on their own accords
And a big movement it was
The mind could finally see.

“Ah! The station master rang his bell”
I could hear it tell.
That was a thought…
Attention returned to TV.

Another “KLANG!” not long after…
Again… auto movement occurred,
The mind saw the differ
Laughing from joy of wisdom
It knew that too was delusion.

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