There are eels that travel across the surface of the land. Here they do not have a home and they travel fast in between the moments of completion when they are back in the water, floating free.
Most of us human beings, because we are land-dwelling creatures, have more of a chance to see the eels in their interim flight across our home-land.
We are host to this jettisoning outwards as the air is host to the stretches of light that current its surface from time to time.
So across our land they run, knowing too that if they stop they will run out and that the land will claim them like the thread on a bolt that remains lost.
So they run past us and we see them one replacing another so that their rushing away is ever present and to us they are like a fossil, as hard as the land upon which they ride over.
We hardly ever do follow them into the water for long and there are reasons why this is so.
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