Setting Sail

The smooth wind defeats the sail,
Waves hitting the hull.
The faint silhouettes of islands on the horizon,
Like wings above the ocean.

You fly above the bright pink coral,
Like walking on glitter
Everything goes silent.
Your worries float away.

Because all that matters is the sail and you.
You curve and weave through the mangroves and algae,
As the fish have a secretive meeting.

'I don't want it to end' you whisper to yourself, as you approach

the

dreadful 

land.