we ran screaming from the sea
because we saw the crest of a wave
and could scarecely imagine what else
the ocean had to offer

we ran screaming form the burning house
because we saw the flame of the candle
and could not see our place
standing next to the unimaginably powerful fire

we felt so small against the elements
until we realised that we, too, were elements
and that the fire and the water may indeed
one day, run from us