A Majesty
Not contained
By force,
But directed
By silence
An Elegance
Not gained
By control,
But grown
By subtlety
A Purity
Not made
By hands,
But found
By perceiving
A Presence
Not seen
By eyes,
But imagined
By feeling
A Language
Not written
By man
But understood
By listening
For Hannah
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