She wanted to be a child of the wind and the sea
a tornado leaving everything in its wake changed
to burn so bright that when she finally exploded
people would be left speechless

The trouble was not staying too long
because a twister over land slowly dies
it needs the salty sea air and turbulent winds
change can be the only constant

when the fire begins to grow
people start to run, a silent acknowledgment of
the flames that are already peaking from her hair
*burning burning burning