Life Is a Drop in the Ocean

Life is a drop in the ocean—

small, trembling,

lost before it ever knows

it was falling.

We spend our days

trying to matter,

trying to make ripples

in a world that swallows sound

and swallows sorrow

with the same quiet indifference.

A single drop

against a limitless tide—

that’s what we are.

Fleeting.

Fragile.

Here and then gone,

folded into something

too big to understand.

But maybe

that’s the strange beauty of it—

how one drop still shimmers

before it sinks,

how it reflects a whole sky

in the moment before release,

how it becomes part

of something vaster

than it could ever imagine.

Maybe life is small,

maybe it’s brief,

but it’s not meaningless.

Even a drop

changes the ocean

in some quiet,

unseen way.

And maybe

that’s enough.