Value...its Essence, to be Relative (a poem of inspiration)
The value of a thing...its importance...
Dependent upon the strings of the heart,
What is meant, as in an act of kindness,
And of its significance, to be a vital part.
The roles we all play, these upon life's stage,
Whether in truthful dedication, or as fantasy,
Its effects may empower the human spirit,
Makes all the difference, and ours, ever to see.
The true value of anything...its authentic meaning,
Whether as a gift of love, or of a golden treasure,
Is relative, to its fondest of intentions, we may see,
A benevolence of such worth, without any measure.
Acts of kindness, to reflect human oneness,
Regardless of differences, in the distant past,
As gifts from the heart, that of human compassion,
And in its understanding...this, forever to last.
That which we say...as well as the things we do,
From old Bangladesh, to Africa's Timbuktu,
All around the world...with meanings, ever true...
Ours, each to gain, as this credit, we do pursue.
The wisest of sages, on all the written pages...
Their wisdom awaits, as we each may read,
Beauty, truly is to be in the eye of the beholder...
Love of all humanity, if we then wish to succeed.
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