Sudhan Subedi

I frown,
I’m feeble,
Yet I see it all—
What goes in, what comes out,
The secrets of the world unfold before me.

The world may not know my name,
But I know its every whisper,
Its every sigh,
I know the world,
Though it may pass me by.

In silence, I observe,
In quiet strength, I endure,
Unknown to the masses,
But to the world,
I am sure.