The strength of the gentle
knows no bounds nor would
it acknowledge bounds as
anything of importance.
The worth of the loving
cannot be measured in means
of tangible material, nor would
it ever need validation.
The beauty of the patient
rolls over every available
crevice in the kind eyes of
the patient; it is true beauty.
Kindness is the ever soft
song of hope and redemption
in a world so easily afraid
of each shadow that follows.
Son, remember that one needs
not guard their soul, for each soul
could ascend to celestial brightness,
and no stars should suffer withholding.
When the plagues steal your rest,
it will be unending love that gives
you the strength to climb back to
heaven’s highest heights.
You are never alone, for love
hides from none and chases all.
If even one flame lights the dark
then the sun can be rekindled.
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