Water

When it comes to contrast   
Compare humble with powerful at best   
They are two features in this liquid fairy    
Which giving full play on contrary   
When she waves her magic wand   
Change her,  becoming limit and infinity   
As well, with her finger touch   
She is, definitely, force and mercy   
Not to mention filth and purity   
     
The running water comes from the heaven   
Rumbling and rushing to the ocean    
Desperately straight forward     
Never return   
On the way she goes   
Nourish the earth   
Raise the living being    
Strengthen the ordinary  
Empower the king   
     
The other side of it     
She’s as soft as tiny dew    
On the mulberry leaves, she    
Settle down the dust at midnight   
Comfort the emptiness of long night    
Wake him up from the twilight    
Negotiate for him with sunlight   
     
That’s her determination   
Being fearless and bold   
To reach her destination    
As well, she may be considered   
That’s her tenderness    
Being thoughtful and considerate    
To exert her influence    
     
Great wisdom is in water    
For being greatly tough and tender   
She is, completely, powerful and humble