He seemed to be reaching towards something out there in the dark; some vision of himself, may be, that he has been chasing from the childhood. He kept it guarded just as a mother protects her newborn. Inch by inch, day by day, he keeps swimming across the ocean full of dirt and mud, HOPING he'll reach there some day.
One day, the sailors shall reach the place where the ocean horizon meets Sun. One day.. One day..