Can I whisper some words
Things forgotten and broken
From long ago, now on the wayside
Passed over, almost never spoken
Love is more valuable than gold
Not the kind talked of in stories
But given free to a world in need
Spread without price in all its glory
Kindness without cost or return
Compassion without expectation
Lack of hubris in all that is done
Quiet understanding in patience
Stoic Poetry
Through The Cracked Window (Revisited) 