Traveling from a little river to an ocean
tapping back into the forbidden waters that you vowed not to intersect

Drowning yourself in the beauty of the ocean,
this ocean that has hurt and taught so many
This ocean that you can't resist,
something that you have yearned to feel

If people are smaller than the ocean
than that explains a different meaning
why the waves come and wash away the rules that exists in the river
why the ocean can take you away from the main currents
and back into rivers and grasses
that you never thought existed

Why does the ocean lead us on
and get us used to a constant travel then jerks you into a different direction
smashing your feelings against hard rocks
pushing you into rough waters
only to temporarily comfort you
and repeat the cycle again

Maybe the ocean is beyond powerful
for it holds precious jewels and nutrients that help humanity survive
We need its waters,
we crave its roughness
and depend on it to teach us lifelong lessons

The ocean has seen us in our worse moments,
our happiest memories,
our sadiest tragedies.
The ocean has read our thoughts
and washed away parameters

When do we graduate from its tides,
where do we go after we have progressed from the waters?