We are not of steadfast earth, I mean continents.
If you insist on such solid places, I will say we are the sheer cliff faces from which we fling ourselves.
We are an archipelago, someone is always sinking.
If there is no storm brewing, one just passed.
We have not had solid ground in 35 years.
We moved from the mainland long ago.
We remember what is gone.
We’re knee high in what will drown us.
We were born catching our breath.
No. Continental shift is one thing we need not fear.