I have been in sea for a long long time. I have watched the sea change colours; from the beautiful bluish-orange of dawn and the bright blue-green of day to the menacing black of night. My sails have long been worn-out and progress is slow. ‘ Help me’ I scream, but my parched throat barely croaks. I am dying of starvation and my soul burns away in the hot ocean sun. Everyday I tighten the belt around my stomach and I lose a little more of my dreams.
And then, at last I see it. Hope! I rub my eyes. Am I dreaming? Is this really happening?
Land Ahoy!