Nirvana

Nirvana
without much choice
and almost unwillingly,
he was a young
aboard a bus
crossing North Carolina
toward
somewhere
and it began to snow
and the bus stopped
in a cafe

over the hills and
passengers
entered.
He sat at the counter
with others,
requested and
brought their food,
I was particularly good
as well as coffee.
The waitress was not
as the women he
had known.
It became an interesting,
natural humor emanated
it.
The cook said
crazy stuff.
The dishwashers,
ago,
laughing
with a laugh
clean
and pleasant.
young looking
snow through
windows.
She wanted to stay
in that cafe
forever.
A strange feeling
it flooded:
all
was
beautiful
Hence,
that everything would remain
always beautiful
there.
then the driver
Advice to passengers
it was time to leave.
young
thought, I'll stay
here I'll stay here.
But
got up and followed
others until
the bus.
He found his seat
and looked at the coffee
by the windows.
the bus started,
rounded a curve,
and went down the road,
away from the hills.
young
looking
forward.
The other passengers
chatting
other things
read
or
trying
sleep.
had not noticed
of magic.
young
put his head
against the seat,
closed his eyes,
pretended
sleep.
Nothing remained
just listen
sound
engine
the sound of
wheels
in the snow.