We could hear it above the trees,

The booming.

Louder each time.

Closer.

The noise grew, finally,

louder than my heartbeat.

Could he hear it?

We were running, trying to out run a storm

A feeling

A disaster

Silence louder than the booming energy above.

Desires louder than a second heartbeat, noise lost to the wind

he runs,

I let him lead,

can he hear me?

Determined to leave it behind

As we followed it to the beginning

Determined to make it,

So,

We ran.