They will tell you that you can choose. You can be the mountains they will say, strong and still and patient. They will tell you that you can be the sea, fluid and adaptable and capable of carrying such great weight. They will tell you must choose…please tell them they are wrong. Tell them you are both.
Cover me like clouds,
cover me like fresh snowfall,
cover me like rain.
—Daily Haiku on Love by Tyler Knott Gregson