I’m soft - but I’m not weak.

I’m soft like the calmest waters that swim across your body.
But strong, like the raging tsunamis, capable of destruction.

I’m soft like the warm rays of the sun that kiss you softly.
But I’m strong, like the fires that burn all.

I’m soft like the cool August breeze
across your nose.
But I’m strong like the forces of a hurricane ravaging all in its path.

I’m soft like the cool winter snow
painting the floor in soft white
But I’m strong like the blizzards.
Brutalizing all it envelops.

I’m soft like the clouds.
Peacefully floating across the sky
But I’m strong like the thunder clouds
Scorching the ground with every touch.

I’m soft, but I’m not weak.

I’m soft, but you make me hate it.

I’m not weak, but you make me so.

I’m soft - but I’m not weak.
© CMA