Help rank my 2233 four line poems by contributing your votes to a Ladder. (see Ladder)

As the master chose a brush.
And the paint did chose a time.
Can we choose a person anywhere.
Who did not help choose one line.
There are beautiful faces in the trees.
But only at the edge of the forest.
Of all the ways to hear the leaves.
The hush of the shy is the surest.

What do you think?
Poem one is best    Poem two is best