Hiding Out, Looking Out

Running for cover, explosions everywhere, eyes burn, stomach turns.

I'm hopping across the torrential river, carefully, the rocks are slippery.

I'll rest now in this dry spot. Recover before the shooting starts again, soon.

The enemy is lagging, losing site of me. A little more fire, a few more explosions. It can't last much longer, I'll be far out of reach.

Beautiful life.