You are strong. You can take on the world if you just believe you can. You have the power to move mountains and make new ways for the rivers. Your strength might come in your way sometimes.
But you are also soft. You can make the decision for a tiny ant to live. You have that tenderness about you that allows you to love. And sometimes this kindness itself can be fatal for you.
You are a dangerous oxymoron.
You are life itself.