Eau de Vie

″ You choose,” said the mother to the stubborn child.
“I am rock, and I will proudly not back down,” piped up the little voice.
“Pride is unyielding, be like water,”
“But rock is dependable.”
“Water is flexible, child.”
“Water has no shape, no color, no personality.”
“It is your choice then,” relented the mother.
“Mother, I will be firm like the rock on my choice.”
“I accept your choice, be the rock then.”
After that, she sang a haiku couplet in her inimitable way, as she went about her business.

″Haughty stands the pine
Lightning spares the willing shrub
Pride goes before fall.

The rock does not budge
Water flows over, around
rock, pebble, sand, dust.”

©IK 2019