Reaching the ends of the Earth, Jaimin L. Symonds Patel wonders what then?
Stepping upon the rocks and sand to reach the turning water ahead, with the wind rushing through our ears. Plunging feet into the water’s domain, as it pulls us to the ends of the world, pushing ship to sea. Taking up oars we pull, to chest height and sink them again, into the depths where the serpent sleeps. Yet we row on, pushing on to new lands to find new courage, as there we see gold glistening. Driving the ship to grind on shore, as the sand we step upon, no feet have ever greeted before. Our hearts forged anew, to take this land, and turn it to make good fruit. How many more lands might there be, we wonder, so we might fill the world and make it good. But what of our children, who might truly find all the lands ever to be found. What if they take parts for themselves, and fight just for the scraps. Now, in this world we ring joy, for we have yet to explore the corners of this Earth. But our children, for them, there will come a time when they look out to sea, as far as they can, and know that there is nothing to be found anew.
Jaimin is a graduate of Imperial College London in Civil Engineering MEng. Besides engineering, his interests lie within language learning, programming, calligraphy, history, religion and philosophy. In terms of writing, he composes poems and informal essays.