In Praise of Anonymity

You flowered in the shade. Headlights and floodlights slid off your retiring shadow. Occasionally the spotlights flare lit-up your solitary walk but only the footprints you left fleetingly on flowing water. I praise your independent natural nature needing nothing of this world that you did not give too yourself. You refused to hang upon the exhortation of others but raised yourself like a mother in a hidden garden created for individuality and abundance. We other anonymous ones look to you recognizing we are and were never apart from the same sunlight we warmed our hearts upon knowing you were in secret sharing that light with us all.