Respect, a silent symphony sung
In the quiet corners of our hearts,
Where every note is gently strung,
And every word a work of art.

It blooms in the space between words,
In the stillness of a thoughtful pause,
It’s the whisper of wings of birds,
In the presence of an unspoken cause.

It’s the light that shines in our eyes,
When we see each other’s pain,
It’s the tear that never dries,
In the empathetic rain.

Respect is the bridge we build,
Across the chasms of our minds,
It’s the silence that’s gently filled,
With understanding, unconfined.