I’m a dot in the sea.

I am in an endless expanse of blue.

The blue that runs from North to South.

From East to West.

The blue that connects us all.

I am a speck.

A whisper.

I am but a tiny part of this vast expanse.

And yet this big blue has shaped me.

From when my grandpa shrimped this blue.

To when I sail on the blue.

When I am most vulnerable,

And also, the most at home.

As to where I’ve been,

As to where I go,

Not one many may know.

As it is in the control of this sloshing blue.

I may never know to where I will go.

But I know it will carry me home.