The Quiet King Poem by Sandra Hillawi

You might miss him in his quietness

Not seeking power or fame

Self assured, contained within

Humble is his name



But if you take a moment

To consider him you'll find

A heart so great, a soul so deep

A clear and focussed mind




And as you watch him move with grace

You may begin to see

A spirit carried well within

That lives with dignity



And should you look into his eyes

The depths you will not fathom

As he has walked a path the likes

That no-one could imagine



Not a journey for the weak

Lives are lost along this way

A journey only heroes walk

With strength of those that pray



And when you ask about his past

With silent gaze afar

He measures what your heart can bear

Then smilesAlhamdullah



This is a man the rarest kind

Of him history will sing

And to the poetess he loves

He is The Quiet King


©Sandra Hillawi 5 November 2015