Rebirth

I see an ocean before me.
It swirls and froths, dark with temptation.
It is but a shadow of the real ocean.
It is an ocean of impurity.

It rises up and pours onto me.
Its power pulls me down, smothering me in darkness.
I struggle, trying in vain to save myself from the endless depths below.
I approach the end, tottering on the razor-thin line between life and...

I find myself lying in a clearing.
I stand up, noticing the ocean has retreated from me.
It keeps a dry radius of land around me as I walk.
It seethes, though, waiting for a chance to get at me once again.

I walk purposefully.
I have no purpose.
I look out over the ocean.
And I am reborn.