Oceans

It was all mist and drizzle on the day I learned how much of the Earth is covered by sea. I sat by the cold shore I had been dragged away to two cold summers ago, and thought how much sense it made, that almost all the world was grey and empty like that. But the next morning's sun burned sky and sea blue, and I saw silver clouds in the water, and horizons where there had been fog, and the promise of islands.