The engine has stopped, but the Kingdom remains.

Years ago, the vision of the train arriving at the station marked the beginning. We were told to wake the earth — to call seekers home from the wreckage of the old systems, and to build a bridge for any who would cross.

Many crossed. Many stayed behind. The work of the bridge is finished. The engine sits cold on the rails, and the station is quiet.

If you are here, it is because you felt the vibration of the tracks beneath your feet long after the whistle faded. This trail marker remains for those still walking toward the Kingdom.