It is the Quiet Ones that the world never sees because they don't hear their footsteps. They are those whose minds travel through the clouds of invention and imagination. Even they don't see themselves coming. They speak through action. Their verbs are expressed through unique creation. And it's beautiful. They envision, think new, make what could've gone stale fresh. If you ask who are the meek and the mild. It's the Quiet Ones.