What You Can See

A curve in the road
A stop sign, so bright
Things that I see that command my own might

When curves come, I turn
The stop sign, just fight
The urge that I have to roll through at night

But long on the road
When water falls down
The curves disappear, and the lights are all drown.

The droplets get thrust
As the wipers push hard
To keep all the water from collecting too far.

Yet thrust after thrust
The water still builds
Oncoming headlights blur my windshield.

I squint with my eye
I turned to the side
To see what that bright new headlight tries to hide.

I slow down my pace
I look down real close
Ten feet ahead is the most that I know.

Suddenly, sparks fly inside of my head
I realize I’m looking much too far ahead.

I don’t need to know what’s behind that light.
I just need to know what’s right there in sight.

The road behind blur won’t do me much good,
But lines in my sight keep me safe from the wood.

A message that rang like a bell in my ear
To drive’s not the only time lesson is dear

In life, we keep peaking to see what’s behind
The blur of life rain, always shaking the mind.

We forget to keep eyes on the lines that we see
To turn us right now, keep us safe as can be.

So squinting must stop
No more turning head
Keep eyes on what you can see now instead.