I Am An Ocean

I am an ocean. I am the waves that crash on my soul and cause an endless swirl of matter. I am the sun, reflecting upon my waters. I am the moon, directing every movement of the tide like a director of a concert band. I am the lifeless grain of sand that lays with the countless others just like me. I am the wind that shifts my grain miles from where it was just a moment ago. I am the bird that dips its wing in the water. I am the water at the feet of the playful child, splashing with joy unseen by the busy humanity around him. I am the rain that quenches the thirst of the  garden that bears the produce only to be consumed in the end. I am a circle. I am a cycle. I am the water that is splattered in a million microscopic directions when the wheel of the bicycle rides through me. I am the water that children in the poorest of countries grasp for while I lay helplessly as a puddle. I am the water that drips on the heads of the hopeful hypocrites, the adventurous introverts, and the curious skeptics. I am the final resting place of the leaf that traveled a thousand miles from its tree to my waters. I am an ocean.
They are sharks. Ferociously tearing through my waters. They are the massive oil companies, dumping their canisters of pollution into me, turning my shining blue into a darkening black abyss. They are the fishermen, throwing their trash at me, killing my insides. They are the grasslands and marshes, watching me from a distance, taunting their higher ground. They are the vultures that circle my dead. They are the storms that shake my waters. They are the black holes, sucking the life out of me. They are the nightmares that instill fear in even the brightest corners of my soul. They are the industrialized city, slowly growing in power, but losing grip of the reality that once lived there. They are the man behind the gun that is blinded by hatred, killing everything in his sight. They are the drugs that intoxicate the healthiest souls. They are the hard punch to the gut that comes when my waves are at their tallest. They are the demons that possess every living thing to worship material possessions.  But I am an ocean.
I am bigger than the hate. I am bigger than the sharks and the oil companies and the fishermen. I am bigger than the black holes and cities and demons.  My waves crash away, my winds howling in agony.  Their storms can churn my tides, but cannot touch my core. Because I am one with everything. But I am not an ocean.
I am the fish. The smallest fish in the grandest of waters. I swim up from depths that I could never comprehend and touch the surface. The surface of my inner being. I poke my insignificant head out of the only thing that I have ever known and look at the world around me. The world that I have yet to explore. I am small. But I am a part of something much larger. An ocean full of life and death and love. Who said fish can't love? I, the smallest fish in the sea, love all of it. I love even the storms that rock my world. I love those sharks that make me swim for my life. Because without those storms and sharks, I would not be the fish that I am today. I am one with it all. I am one with the earth and the sky. I am one with the ocean. I am an ocean.
"Oh blood of black and white and gray, death and life and night and day. One by one by one, we let our rivers run."-Switchfoot, "Restless"