One day

While alone

Looking upon the horizon

I wondered about my place

Each step along the gravel road

Brought me closer to a quiet vista

Where I was able to sit down and see

The city

Around me

Traffic

A middle school

The nearby park across

Traffic

Cutting through our lives

Activity always happening

Always in motion

Too far away to realize conversations

Yet certainly near enough to see

Only for a moment

I wondered about how many different eyes

Existed along the avenue of our world

Common connections created

By a need to respond

To each other

One day