Stability is greatly
    overrated.
Why would I ever want to sit
    still and smug as a rock,
    confident, because of my great
    weight, that I will not
    be moved?
Better to be soft as water,
    easily troubled, with
    at least three modes
    of being, able to shape-
    shift, to mirror, to cleanse,
    to drift downstream,
To roar when I encounter
    the rock.