Baskadia

A whisper soft, a gentle touch,
Kindness doesn’t ask for much.
A tender word, a listening ear,
A balm for hearts that ache with fear.

It shines like sunlight through the rain,
A warmth that eases unseen pain.
In smallest acts, its grace is shown—
A hand held tight, a seed well-sown.

No banner waves, no prize is sought,
Its worth cannot be sold or bought.
Yet every act, though quiet, small,
Can build a bridge, can break a wall.

So choose to scatter kindness wide,
Let empathy and love abide.
For in this world so harsh, confined,
There’s endless strength in being kind.