The Rebel stands firm where the dark waves roll
The Witness sees truth in the breath of the shoal
The Messenger calls out the empires of control
Before humans ruled the ocean was whole
The moon pulled tides and the waters obeyed
No borders were drawn and no tribute was paid
The currents moved life through the depths they had made
A balance of breath no ruler could trade
The plankton were small yet they fed the great blue
The giants of ocean were born from the few
No throne ever claimed what the waters could do
Yet life filled the sea without kings to pursue
The coral built cities no crown could command
A million small builders shaping the sand
No empire declared what the reefs would expand
Yet life formed a kingdom no sword could demand
The whales sang songs through the cold moving deep
Old voices of oceans the waters still keep
No prophet was needed for oceans to speak
Yet truth moved the tide in a language unique
The currents would carry the life of the sea
From reef into river then back to the free
No merchant could purchase the breath of the key
Yet oceans fed worlds without asking a fee
The sharks cut silence through dark moving lanes
No hatred inside them no hunger for reigns
They hunted to live then returned to the plains
Of water that never remembered their names
The storms would awaken and thunder the sky
The lightning would split where the dark waters lie
No anger within it no need to deny
Just balance correcting the tilt passing by
The sailors once learned they could not command seas
The proudest of captains would bend to the breeze
The waters ignored every crown and decree
For tides bow to moonlight not human degrees
The depths held silence no empire could know
A world without greed in the shadows below
The breath of the planet would rise from the flow
Yet humans would poison the life they bestow
Who taught the tide how to move without throne
Who showed the sea life could survive on its own
Why does the ocean keep balance you've thrown
The Rebel stands firm
The Witness sees truth in the breath of the shoal
The Messenger calls out the empires of control
Before humans ruled the ocean was whole
The dolphins would rise through the silver blue light
No war in their dance no hunger for might
The ocean kept rhythm through day into night
Yet humans bring battles wherever they fight
The kelp forests swayed in the pull of the tide
A cradle for creatures where thousands could hide
No fortress of stone no empire of pride
Yet life built a shelter the oceans supplied
The turtles moved slowly through centuries long
No kingdom demanded they march in a throng
They followed the stars through the currents so strong
Yet humans would break what the waters prolong
The ice in the north held the oceans in frame
A balance of cold none could conquer or claim
The seas moved in order untouched by a name
Yet humans would burn every breath into flame
The waves struck the cliffs but they never held hate
They carved the hard stone through patience and weight
No tyrant was needed to measure their fate
Yet humans would rush what the oceans create
The fish moved together through silver bright lines
No ruler declared how the school realigns
The ocean kept order through ancient designs
Yet humans write borders through power and signs
The storms passed quickly the calm would return
No grudge in the thunder no lesson to learn
The seas held a balance the tides always earn
Yet humans hold grudges and cities still burn
The deep held a darkness where light never came
Still life found a rhythm no ruler could tame
No banner was raised and no throne held a claim
Yet oceans still flourished without human name
The breath of the planet still rises from seas
The air that you breathe moves first through the breeze
The ocean still feeds you with effortless ease
Yet humans repay it with poison and disease
The waters remember the world long before
The crowns and the flags and the engines of war
The ocean was living when life first was born
And oceans will breathe when your empires are gone
The Rebel stands firm at the edge of the shoal
The Witness sees truth in the breath of the whole
The Messenger calls out the empires of control
Before humans ruled the ocean was whole