Bumps

look, look, searching

smooth sailing, my eyes were focued

not even focused on anthing finite, or radient with color

just simply... focused.

i had a, b, and c to accomplish

i had my two feet to stampede through each one

still remaining focused.

roads were clear, the sky was brilliant, and the breeze was clean with hope

i had a hunch that it would be sailing smooth

from here on out.

you know, those calm seas, the fresh-paved roads, the new train car on its first ride

from here on out

i had my focus locked away.

except one day, a bump in the road came into my view.

i felt the sea shake, i heard the train slow a bit.

a, b, and c were told to "hold on a minute, i'll be right back"

when i noticed the bump in the road

at the very same instance

i realized my left foot was unfocused, and my thoughts were going along for the ride.

i had every intention to remain on my path

i had every intention to travel the seas, the tracks, and the apparent bumpy roads independantly

but i simply bumped into someone else, not searching for the bump, we both bumped into.

we were each other's bumps.

we were eachother's beautiful disturbance

we became the soft sea breeze that inhibits sailing

we became the extra set of tracks that veers the train

we became the bump in the road.

we were both so taken back, by this bump in the road.

look, look, searching...

 simply together... focused.

we closed our eyes, we counted to a, b, and c, clasped hands, and hugged in the rain

we took a leap...

but we still haven't fell...

we still haven't hit pavement