from beauty's flower kindness stems
`tis in one's voice in words, in blends.
the forehead furrow in recess,
the soul in song within the chest.
spring forth the petals to the air
like kindness scatters everywhere.
soft and subtle so oft are kind,
discipled actions of the mind.
when one is true in kind in deeds
in silence kindness speaks the reed.
when wind does waiver the reedbed,
one reed stands out always ahead;
always in kind be in your soul
e`en if the other twists the bowl ~
`t. imaan tretchicovmanicova
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