In the quiet whispers of the morning breeze,
Lies the gentle art of empathy,
Where hearts connect in silent ease,
And respect becomes our melody.
The world spins on its silent axis,
Each soul a note in the grand refrain,
When we honor one anotherâs praxis,
We find harmony in joy and pain.
Through the lens of shared existence,
We glimpse the beauty in every soul,
Respect breeds love, without resistance,
And makes us all profoundly whole.
So let us walk with grace and kindness,
In every step, a dance of care,
For when we shed our cloak of blindness,
Respect will flourish everywhere.