The Everything In Between Poem

I am the warmth of the sun. 
I am the desolate cold depths of the ocean. 
I am the stillness of the mountains. 
I am the roaring engine of a dune buggy. 

I am the swirls of dirt it makes in the sand as it cuts through it. 
I am the capricious waves of the Atlantic. 
I am the lazy current of the Russian River. 
I am the one who knows that the Russian Ri…