I am sitting in a railway carriage

A woman heavy with child is sitting by the window

She asks if she may swop seats as the sun is hot

I agree without hesitation and ventilate the carriage further

She offers me refreshment and I ask of the absent father

I am told that the child has a wonderful father

But not in a way that I would understand

The woman alights at the next station after thanking me for my concern

I know that I will never see the woman or her unborn child again

But am aware that her son will influence many with his teachings