Islands or Mainland

Those vast stretches of mainland
With an identity visible from places so far
Cannot obscure the existence of islands
Hidden amidst the sea, they do have a power
With sea waves rocking their shores
Amidst windy clouds, they still claim their sun
And you can’t compare those islands to continents
With each having their own place
The comforts of connectivity
Far too forlorn
But you can find hidden jewels
Or a memory to hold on
But how often would you see
A continent sinking to its end
Vanishing from the earth, it seems like an island’s fate
Still living like an island seems like a fairytale to me
Bickering with the sea and a climate of my own
To live fiercely and disappear if I must
Not visible but still content on my own.