A surprise

Imagine this, a surprise everyone expected.

Making your way across these lands just as you had everywhere else. You've set foot on every terrain worth walking, you've seen it all.  You walk the barren lands bravely but avoid the waters. You know what happens when the waters crash down on you and get your hair all wet - tangles, dreadful annoying tangles.  You avoided the waters for so long until one day from your hilltop you saw something out there, an island unto himself.  A giant slate, so large and heavy he ought to sink, floating out there in the sea carelessly.  His austere silence fills you with wonder, what is this energy by which he stays afloat?  How does he ride these waves without a ship or a paddle?  He seems more like you than them, more equiped for the ground tha the sea.  At first his silence is what brings you to the ocean shore, thousands of miles from home, but then he beckons you.  Hold my hand and join me, just a few more steps.  He teaches you to ignore the crashing waves. With him, you feel like the waters you've avoided for so long aren't as bad as you remember.  Maybe this large island unto himself will be your Oddysey.  Maybe you can see through one more voyage. Maybe...

Shipwrecked. He is as he was. He is an island unto himself. How could you not have seen?  He isn't floating, he's teetering, bobbing above the waves he can handle but taking in water at the bottom.  He found himself along your shores having no set direction. He called to you when he saw you. He wanted to know where he is, but he ended up more interested in where you are.  Where is this land in which you reside? Is it where you want to be? Is it where he wants to be?   Both you and he desire to be somewhere else years from now, but neither of you know exactly where that is.  He tried drifting across the sea and you tried traversing the lands.

Imagine this, a surprise everyone expected. You met on the shores of love and shared the beach.  You spoke of the crumbling earth and he of the roaring tides, and after sharing the stories, neither of you were saved.  Neither of you need saving, just a change of scenery. 

The two of us met as stranger at this time and at this place because it's time for you to brave the waters and for me to begin walking on firm ground.  Where we go from there is up to us.  A surprise everyone expected.