In the quiet whispers of the morning light,
Respect walks softly, a gentle guide,
Through shadows deep, and skies so bright,
Binding hearts where understanding resides.

A bridge unseen, yet strong and wide,
It spans the chasms of our divide,
A language spoken without a sound,
In every look, in every ground.

Respect, a dance of souls in flight,
A tapestry of colors, bold and bright,
Each thread a story, each knot a bond,
Together we rise, together we respond.

In the garden where humanity blooms,
Respect waters the roots, dispels the glooms,
A timeless promise, a sacred vow,
To cherish each life, in the here and now.