In the quiet whispers of the morning light,
Respect dances softly on the breeze,
A gentle nod, a knowing smile,
Binding strangers with invisible threads of peace.

In the tapestry of our shared existence,
Respect weaves its golden strands,
Each thread a story of honor and grace,
A bridge between hearts and distant lands.

Through storms and shadows, it remains,
A beacon of hope in humanity’s core,
Guiding us through the darkest nights,
To find the shore where kindness roars.

Respect, a timeless melody,
Echoes in the chambers of the soul,
A symphony of understanding,
That makes the broken whole.