What it feels like

You ask me to describe the feeling,
the feeling goes like this:

I was thrown into the waters,
to swim through the rivers of the world.
I dove deep down into the bottomless oceans,
basking in its endless glory.

I took a breath
and with the wings of a butterfly,
I flew toward the skies.
I flew toward the beautiful sun,
so that I could merge with it,
be as one.

The beauty inside me shone,
brighter than the stars
against the black night.
My tears of sorrows fell,
to fill up the great oceans.
And finally,
my tears of sadness seemed
so small, so minute, and pointless
against the oceans full of salt waters,
the waters of the great sorrows
in the world.