hurdles

If life is a racetrack,
and we are the runners,
I am thankful for the hurdle that tripped me.
For the fall brought my eyes to see,
wonders that I thought were only possibilities.

and then we moved on.
and then we continued running.
for life is short,
and time is flying.

A smooth run at first,
but now we come face to face.
The first hurdle.

It wasn't high, nor impossible.
Yet it posed a challenge,
for it required a leap that was unknown.

We took the leap.
Or at least, I think we did.
We tripped, we fell flat.
But to me,
it wasn't that bad.

For it was with you.
For the hurdle forced us to.
To comprehend understanding.
To bring out something new.