In the quiet whisper of the wind,
Respect is woven through the air,
A gentle touch from heart to heart,
A bridge that binds us, fair and rare.

In the eyes of strangers, it flickers bright,
A nod, a smile, a silent vow,
To honor the soul in every frame,
To raise each other, here and now.

Respect blooms in the garden of words,
Where empathy and kindness grow,
A tapestry of understanding,
In every gesture, it does show.

May we plant it in our daily lives,
A seed that flourishes with grace,
For in respect, we find our strength,
A harmony that time cannot erase.