Morning Humming in Silent Rail

In the eastern horizon, the sun began to peek from behind the lush of trees, incised the sweep of golden light in the sky that was still shy blue. The morning air blows gently, carrying the aroma of dew attached to the leaves around this small station.

In the distance, steel races extend straight, like the destiny line that connects stories from various directions. Some people sit on the edge of the lane, waiting for the train that will take them on their respective trips. The sound of birds mixed with the clink of electric pole exposed to the wind, creating a soothing natural orchestra.

In the midst of calmness, sunlight bounces on the rail surface, as if inviting each eye to not only see, but also feels the simple charm that was born from the meeting of nature and human journey.