Eight

People, at their best, are like water,
They serve as they go along:
Like water they find their own level,
In the common level of life,
Love living close to the earth,
Living clear down in their hearts,
Love kinship with neighbors,
The pick of words that tell the truth,
The even tenor of a well run state,
The fair profit of able dealing,
The right timing of useful deeds,
And for blocking no one's way,
No one blames them.