You are my friend,
And my enemy.
You give me hope of life,
But thoughts of death.
You are a paradox,
A contradiction,
A mystery.
You are beautiful and intimidating,
Capable of scaring any.
You are so many things,
And more.
Lustrous and transparent,
Gentle and forgiving, brutal and relentless.
But most of all,
You are misunderstood.
And are not to be held down,
For you have a mind of your own,
And are completely unpredictable.