With hands that are tender and eyes that see,
Through the very core of humanity,
Compassion walks gently where sorrow resides,
A beacon of hope in the harshest of tides.
It heals broken spirits with touches so kind,
A solace for troubled and turbulent minds.
It reaches out warmly, through space and through time,
A harmonious echo, a bell’s silent chime.
In the quiet corners where heartaches sleep,
Compassion plants seeds of kindness so deep.