Silent Authority

In the stillness of his presence, a tale unfolds, Of quiet confidence and unspoken gold. His eyes, like windows to a soul so bright, Reflect the weight of wisdom, in the silent night. The suit, a cloak of power, yet understated might, A purple tie, a symbol of creativity in flight. The watch, a guardian of time, a reminder of the past, A storyteller of moments that will forever last. His hands, clasped tight, a gesture of resolve and will, A man of purpose, with a heart that's made to fulfill. In this moment, he is a statue of calm and poise, A reflection of the strength that quietly, he employs. A leader, a thinker, a man of his word and deed, A presence that commands respect, in the silence he proceeds. With every glance, a story is told, Of a journey traveled, of trials to unfold. His is a tale of resilience, of spirit unbroken, A man who stands tall, with a heart that's unspoken.