The voice of kindness never dies
It lingers long beneath the skies
Though spoken soft it takes its place
A ripple that no time can chase
The echo finds another ear
And grows to something bright and clear
One act becomes a thousand more
A tide that crashes every shore
The world is harsh the winds may sting
Yet kindness is a lasting wing
It circles back when least we know
And warms the seed we once let go
So speak with love release the sound
It will return the world around
For echoes born of gentle art
Are endless rivers to the heart
