QUITE......

They move through the world, a silent grace, Quiet observers, in time and space. Not seeking attention, nor clamoring for fame, Content in their stillness, a gentle flame. Their words are measured, their thoughts profound, A tapestry of wisdom, carefully wound. They listen intently, with hearts open wide, Absorbing the world, with nothing to hide. Some mistake their silence for shyness or fear, But their quiet demeanor, is crystal clear. They choose their words wisely, with purpose and care, For their voice is a whisper, a truth to share. They find solace in solitude, a sanctuary of peace, Where thoughts can wander, and worries cease. They find beauty in the simple things, The rustling of leaves, the birdsong that sings. Don't mistake their quiet for a lack of heart, For within their stillness, a world apart. They hold a depth of emotion, a soul that's true, A quiet strength, that shines through and through. So let us appreciate the quiet ones, Their wisdom and presence, their gentle suns. For in their silence, a power resides, A strength that inspires, and gently guides.