The beat of the moment

 

 
The dancing in the window nature scene,
Live music all around my temporary seat
Are flying in the train sweaty atmosphere
Where my right leg is counting the moment beat.
 
The setting sun is ringing me from there.
I turned my head and saw it’s smiling.
Its light has squeezed into this darken air.
Its joy has squeezed in me, I’m shining.