Sailing along the waters so clear, tasting the salty brine in the air. I am standing next to the edge, on the railing- I’m queen of the world- and watching the water below being sliced by my ship. Dolphins come up by my vessel and dance in sync along the foamy waves. The afternoon sun dances on the ocean’s surface, capturing and enhancing the Caribbean blues with shimmers of silver, it’s almost blinding. As the ocean’s mist tickles my nose and dots my ship’s deck I hear “Land ahoy!” My shipmate’s voice wakes me up from my day dream and I see a green piece of land become clear in my view. I am home.
February 4, 2010