08/05/2020
Greatness is not vain,
nor is it impudent.
Beauty doesn’t seek attention;
you’ll know it by the moment.
For there’s power in silence
more than pride can ever seize;
like the quiet force of wild defiance
from waters that run deep.
And meekness is no penance
but strength under control;
what seems to be a simmer
could boil up a hundredfold.
So beware of feeble embers
in moors that may seem dark.
For the wildest of fires
could start from tiny sparks.
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