There they were: 

Looking at the stars, 

the tide, 

the birds. 

To get a glimpse of life 

in this vast- vast sea. 

So here I am 

A young Micronesian woman 

navigating the concrete blocks  

and life with no guarantees 

No matter how many people 

I try to please 

No matter how many roots of mines 

they try to weed 

My blood is the blood my ancestors bleed. 

So here you are 

fellow Navigator 

passing by with every bit of abundance, 

every bit of ancestral knowledge, 

to acknowledge, 

every soul around you. 

To recognize others' struggles. 

To respect our diversity 

and cherish our unity. 

So here we are 

navigating the concrete blocks  

and rough seas 

Surrounded by other Navigators that are driven. 

Coming from lifestyles that colonizers  

deemed was not “livin”. 

So here we are, 

Young Navigator, 

“Safe sails” 

“Safe Sails”