If you want to be an ocean, be an ocean as you wish, vast and boundless. You don't need to be pond just because some can't see the other side or swim.
Some will fear the waves of your heart, some will doubt your tide of emotions, but never lose the depth of your soul. Just to stand where they can see you.
You faced many turns and ups-down for long time, but that never never turn water of your heart salty, it always remained sweet.
Oceans holds depth and so do you so be the ocean not the pond, bound to small land but the vast that carries boulders without letting anyone see.
Drought is part of the nature and so does the rain, it cames peacefully, reviving what you lost and reward you with better. You are the vast ocean, soul with depth, water that calms and heals but you too need it, so the times when sun drains, I know it's still you, just sometimes where you all need is you.
I sees you, not for the ocean where many heals, but for the wounded you once been, not as deeply as I think I may, but you are being seen by this admirer, who paints you in all of his dreams.
