Peace

PEACE Shy, quietly spoken, always in the background, Never one for thrusting ideas Into people's minds, Diffident, listens intently To her surroundings, often hiding Behind certainty, wearing it Like a wickerwork shield For protection, but she won't go Away or sink below the surface Of things as though she didn't matter, She has a calm dignity Anyone with a moral compass can Easily recognize, perhaps even In themselves, she is that which builds Communities and cities to prosper In correspondence to one Another with strong foundations Of steel and grit. Within their walls Each moving person has unique Qualities and talents for which The cooperative dream can be fulfilled, When she is present in all their dealings, The unseen guest who utters Not a word but let others take the lead. She is like a spirit, flowing Through human interaction, Whispering in the ear To tell of cautious steps, Made with tranquil ease And clarity of vision. She is the one whose face We cannot see, but know There is a smile wreathed with joy From cheek to cheek, Still she does not raise her voice To express an opinion. She is Too busy, placing flowers in People's palms.