A Piece of Rainbow Blooming in a Gray Landscape

A slow countryside view from the train window brings quiet peace—a resting place for the heart in the middle of a busy life.

The train speeds forward.

Yet the view outside flows slowly.

Through the large window of the train,

what I see is a quiet picture of daily life.

Power lines and tracks in a row,

fields of green spreading out behind them,

and rice paddies with gentle ripples

calmly ease my desire to forget the rush.

This scenery feels both familiar and new.

The farther from the city,

time slows, and so does my mind.

There must be busy hands under those plastic greenhouses,

but from afar, even that seems like a still life.

Wet fields, scattered plastic tents,

and soft clouds drifting above—

everything seems to whisper that it’s okay not to rush.

The train speeds up again,

but my eyes stay fixed on the scene.

From the window’s passing image,

I find comfort without reason.

It reminds me of childhood visits to my grandmother’s countryside home.

I didn’t know then the peace it held,

but now, it washes over me.

While the city never stops,

everything here pauses for a moment.

It’s okay to slow down,

to drift into thought.

Fields, mountains, and cloudy skies—

this scenery is the breath of nature we’ve forgotten,

a resting place for the soul.

In the midst of busy days,

I want to hold onto such quiet moments.

Though the train moves on,

my heart stays here.

And gently, peace settles in my chest.

Right now, this moment is enough.