In the silence of the morning’s light,
Where whispers of the dawn reside,
Humility finds its gentle flight,
A soft embrace where egos hide.
In the shadow of the ancient trees,
Where wisdom roots in soil deep,
Humility bends with the breeze,
A quiet strength that doesnât sleep.
Amidst the stars in the velvet night,
Where dreams softly intertwine,
Humility shines without a fight,
A humble glow thatâs truly divine.
In the heart’s unspoken truth,
Where kindness reigns supreme,
Humility weaves in endless youth,
A tapestry of hope and dream.