In a Journey of wild islands,
each one feels new.
Big logs to big folks,
Big talks to big shots,
everything shiny, everybody polished.
And I’m just diving in an uncanny
finding the fin that fits me,
riding the skin that suites me.
countless starts but what wins me?
Murmuring in the mesh, I feel:
It’s not about beginnings,
it’s about Big Innings.