Maybe you have a still soul that
goes murmurless like water in the deep
of rivers;
And perchance you wander
silent amid the din of world’s
grinding barter like one
journeying in strange lands.
You, too, with the still soul,
have your mission, for beneath the
dashing, noisy waves must ever
run the silent waters that give the tide
its course.
Max Ehrmann
One Blessed Fool's Way to Happiness 