Nouh's Litany

You are the sea and the sand,
the shell and the ocean shore.
You are the sunset on the clear horizon.
and the stars of the dusky sky
You are the sunrise of the morning dawn
and the flashing lightning suddenly in the open night sky.

However, you are not the rose in the garden.
The shining pearl on the clam,
or the rays of the reflection light washing waves.
And you are certainly not the sweetness.
There is just no way you are the breeze.

It is possible that you are the fish in the sea,
maybe even the grass in the open meadow,
but you are not even close
to being the jewel in the eye of the beholder.

And a quick look in the mirror will show
that you are neither the trees in the cool spring
nor the caterpillar awakened in its pure form

It might interest you to know,
speaking of the plentiful imagery of the world,
that I am the heavenly sound of the mountain.

I also happen to be the storming thunder,
the heavy rain pouring down the canyons,
and hurricane storming through the seas.

I am also the light in the shadowy darkness
and burning fire in the heart of heroes.
But don't worry, I am not the sea and the sand.
You are still the sea and the sand.
You will always be the sea and the sand,
not to mention shells and—somehow—the sea shore