Big Sea, Small Me Poem by Maja Dezulovic

I look at the sea
a vast expanse of water
and realise how small I am.

Not even a drop,
I am nothing.

Yet, it is me
so I am everything.

Oh! But how tiny I am,
how deep and never-ending it seems.
All I can do is gaze at it.

It frightens me,
and lures me.

I could drown in it,
float around like a piece of driftwood,
or navigate it to discover new horizons.

But, if I can do that,
does it not mean that
I am actually the bigger one?
If I can understand it
and be one with it,
then it is mine.