Crosswalk buzz in the amber gleam
Engines hum like a distant stream
You pick up books from a fallen hand
Lift the ruin with quiet stand
Strangers pass without turning head
Unaware how your kindness spread
Yet the air shifts in subtle ways
Marking traces of your grace
Moments pass without seeking praise
Truth endures in the humble blaze
Happiness blooms through unseen bliss—
Life is changed by the light you give without witness