I arrived on a

paper boat in flames

seaworthy but a moment

until I’m under water again

I’m prepared to swim,

make my way to dry land

no matter the predicament

It’s what I do, I always win

It was I who scattered sand

raised the great mountains

provided this rich earth

as a womb for our flora’s birth

life’s my beach, a witness

to the sunrise with this flow

and ebb I’ve cleverly disguised

as the reliable tide

It’s just a mask for my haven,

something you can actually see

so you can make your way when

your thin vessel is on fire and

inevitably succumbs to the sea

I live for the day you realize

the unshakable bedrock beneath,

build your home upon me