Admiration

Admiration

Admiration for the man

Who never has to dance.

Steadfast he holds virtuous ground

A pillar

A rock

Gazing from the mound

To the valleys below

Watching the weaker

Nodding with a distant acquiescence

Without understanding

Tolerating

Just

Tempered with the right amount of mercy

Impeccable credentials

Right down to the smooth stone

He waits to cast.