"Well, little one," Said a tree to a reed that was growing at its foot, "Why do you not plant your feet deeply in the ground, and raise your head boldly in the air as I do?""I am contented with my lot," Said the reed. "I may not be so grand, but I think I am safer.""Safe!" Sneered the tree. "Who shall pluck me up by the roots or bow my head to the ground?"But it soon had to repent of its boasting, for a hurricane arose which tore it up from its roots, and cast it a useless log on the ground, while the little reed, bending to the force of the wind, soon stood upright again when the storm had passed over. 
Obscurity often brings safety. 