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!