In the still of night, karma softly speaks,
A whisper in the wind, a secret it keeps.
Echoes of actions, both kind and unkind,
Return in waves, to the heart and the mind.

The seeds we sow in days gone by,
Bloom in time, beneath the sky.
Justice unseen, yet ever so near,
Karma’s embrace, both tender and clear.

A balance restored, in the dance of fate,
The deeds we commit, never too late.
In shadows and light, truth will unfold,
The tale of karma, timeless and bold.

So tread with care, and kindness in heart,
For every end brings a new start.
Karma’s gentle touch, a reminder to all,
That in the end, we rise or fall.