In the serene depths of the soul,
where lingering shadows lie deep and cold,
a gentle light blossoms forth,
a soft breath dispelling the gloom
Compassion ignites within the heart,
a sacred dance, a masterpiece of art,
its hands, gentle yet strong and wise,
unveiling the tears from their eyes
With every touch, a wound is healed,
a scarred heart learns to feel,
grace, like rain, falls from above,
washing pain with endless love
It’s in the kindness we bestow,
in tender words that gently flow,
that growth begins, a seed takes root,
and healing blooms, bearing sweet fruit
Like the first kiss, soft and true,
a bliss that bathes the heart anew,
compassion whispers, you are whole,
you are loved, and you are the soul
So let us cherish every tear,
embrace the wounds, release the fear,
for in this grace, we find our way,
to rise, to heal, to bloom, to stay
In every heart, resides this undeniable truth:
grace and love serve as our unwavering guides,
within their embrace, we discover our rightful place,
in the infinite light of never-ending grace–
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