City hums in its tired glow
Dreams rush past in a restless flow
You hold doors for the hurried few
Giving grace where it barely grew
Rain hits hard on the busy square
Shadows blend in the crowded glare
Your kind glance slows the frantic cause
Teaching mercy without applause
Truth shines through what your presence draws
Quiet courage with no facade
Happiness blooms through sacred laws—
Love grows strong when it asks no applause