Water

Water—soft and malleable

Changing shape if need be

Sitting still or flowing freely

Meeting—both river and sea

 

Water—hard and unforgiving

Frozen cold, quite frigid

The iceberg that breaks the hull

The blizzard causing a standstill

 

It’s the wind that shows her mettle

Cold, warm, or hot

Freezing, boiling, or settled

Come what may, she will adapt

 

© Larisa McBean

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