A stone lies silent in the stream
Unmoved by time at rest in dream
It teaches hearts a quiet art
To hold their ground to dwell apart
The waves may crash the rivers bend
Yet calmness finds the truest end
For those who guard a steady flame
Will never be the storms’to claim
The world is colored by the soul
It gives the broken pieces whole
What seems like chaos to the blind
Becomes a temple to the kind
Success is found not in the race
But in the stillness you embrace
For waters clear and hearts made free
Reveal the truth of what will be