The sound of endless waves, each one breaking upon the shore in a swooshing crash, filled the air. Each wave played a part in the symphony of the day. Today’s symphony was a gentle, calm one, which Jawn Harr equated to a sense of deep pondering.
Jawn Harr was sitting on a dull red bench and gazing out into the vast expanse of the ocean. No matter what direction he looked- providing it was in the general direction of the ocean- the water seemed to go on forever, receding until it became so small that even its vastness was swallowed into the horizon. And so Jawn sat, pondering a thousand thoughts and plans.
The one thought that stuck out in this mind, however, was this: “The ocean is so vast! To sail a hundred days to cross- it’s too vast to imagine. Yet, tomorrow, I will set sail on a deeper ocean- the great and eternal depths of space.”
The next morning, Jawn was boarding a rocket christened the “Santa Maria.” He and 19 others would be the first to head straight out into deep space, not really knowing what they would find when they got out to b3eyond the reaches of their galaxy. A new solar system? New stars in sight? Or just another galaxy of the same old hot, desolate stars? He boarded the rocket and prepared for the largest ocean cruise of his life.
The ocean, which looks fast and lifeless, is actually teeming with activity, from the monstrous storms to monstrous animals. Would space be the same? Jawn could only ponder- and wait.