Breaking the Surface

Way beneath the ground, the subway Rolls and rumbles on the track, All the cars equipped with brightness The surrounding tunnels lack. We take all of that for granted As we travel through the dark, Knowing there will be no daylight ‘Til the time we disembark. Yet some subways break this pattern And emerge from down below, As when divers barrel upward With a smooth and mighty flow. Then they surface into sunshine And it’s always a surprise. You can see it as the passengers Adjust their blinking eyes. It’s like unexpected magic With the views and other perks – You might even catch a sunset And up top the Wi-Fi works!