You are the ambition of the a swimmer in the olympics.

You are London waiting for the dreadful rain to pass .

You are popcorn exploding in the microwave.

You are the the rhinos horn glinting in the sun.

You are the cheeky grin on a child’s face.

You are a perilous flood murdering the village.

You are the water inside a sodden sponge.

You are the lava bubbling in the  volcano.

You are the wind blowing the trees.

You are the bow for the arrow.