Not in silk and gold nor towers so high
True sights unfold where shadows lie
To see the world is not to roam
But to stand unshaken heart a home
Through storms of faces through winds of fate
Kindness whispers though time is late
The book of souls turns page by page
Love and sorrow inked with age
See the sky let clouds drift free
Know the soul in all you see
Not all brightness means its light
Not all silence hides the night
Fleeting riches fleeting pain
Only grace and truth remain
To know the world is not to own
But to walk with peace and call it home