All I ever wanted was to be demure.
When they asked "Speak now, or forever hold your peace,"
I wondered why anyone would ever want to speak.

Better to close your mouth
and appear a fool than to open it and remove all doubt

was the motto, the zeitgeist in my head

A mystery to those without
and myself within,
reaching zen proportions of silence
ruling a castle that only I can enter

So far detached from the material world
and seeming both haughty and humble,
relegating everyday matters to the peasants

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