We are just dewdrops in this vast ocean. the world is beautiful... the sunset and the sunrise are beautiful. The dewdrops the ocean are beautiful but nothing compared with the beauty of the creator. This is just poetry. You have not seen the poet yet. This is just the song. You have not seen the singer yet. This is just the rumour. You have not seen the real yet. The ocean is only a name the reality is in the dewdrops. A dewdrop slipping from a lotus leaf is the situation of a disciple.