Hide from Wind but Run from Wet

Wet has more force.
And for fire? Kneel
And sip small breaths.
These rules of thumb

We have. We hope
They will save us.
We hope we can
Spare lives by them.

We sew them up,
Each a tight purse.
Waves jump. Quant. Quant.
That makes them points.

I watch the storm
A long ways off.
I take your point.
Can’t run off boats.