The theme of Apostrophe to the Ocean, by Childe Harold, is that man is powerless compared to the ocean, man's influence is "like a drop of rain" in the ocean. While reading this poem, I thought of the song Colors of the Wind from Pocahontas, when she sings, "You think you own whatever land you land on / The Earth is just a dead thing you can claim / But I know every rock and tree and creature / Has a life, has a spirit, has a name," and "You can own the Earth and still / All you'll own is Earth until / You can paint with all the colors of the wind." The message this song gives is similar to the one in Apostrophe to the Ocean, because, even if you think you own part of the Earth, you really don't, as nature - the ocean especially - is still greater and more powerful than you are, and you think you are better than it and can just claim it as your own, but really it can just as easily claim and devour you, such as during a tsunami.
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