Quiet Like Stone.

What you do, I can do too,
Not with noise, but quiet truth.
If I don’t know, I’ll learn the way
Not for the show, not for display.

I watch, I wait, I read the room,
A shadow passing through the gloom.
They speak too loud, they boast, they burn,
While I stay still, but always learn.

I say “I can’t,” though it’s not true,
Just to see what words will do.
It’s not surrender, not defeat
It’s silence standing on its feet.

They step, they push, they walk right through,
As if I’m made of nothing new.
But let them think I’m soft and small,
I’ll rise, and they won’t see at all.

For I am quiet, but not weak,
My silence louder than they speak.
I choose my battles, choose my pace
There’s strength in stillness, not a race.

~chat