Mercy acts without a stage
Hands extend beyond the lens
Goodness thrives in unrecorded days
Purest gifts avoid amends
Witness corrupts the gentle seed
Praise interrupts the honest flow
Grace prefers the unseen path
Roots grow deep where eyes stay low
No applause defines the act
Value breathes in quiet choice
Conscience speaks without a crowd
Silence keeps the truest voice
History forgets these deeds
Hearts remember every one
Grace completes itself alone
Light requires no audience sun