Stream of Consciousness: a reflection

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I once thought that the only path to jealousy is through that of deficit

That a yearn for something one does not possess is derived from what one has been lacking but constantly-

Deep within.

How is it that an ocean so still, So calm,

So strong yet so stable, is able

To be controlled, to be tamed by a single pebble

That a depthless ocean that envelops the world kneels before the shore.

Waves conquer stone and rip with paralleled ease through land

feeding off each-other

hungry for power.

Teach me why I felt nothing for the depthless ocean

until it was dried up into cracks

why I envied not its empowered currents-wild and infinite

until I felt emptier than the threats of the waves