Kind hearts are the gardens,
Kind thoughts are the roots,
Kind words are the flowers,
Kind deeds are the fruits.
Take care of your garden,
And keep out the weeds,
Fill it with sunshine;
Kind words and kind deeds.
Kindness Matters by Bedzines
Now before I begin this poem, allow me to preface it with a warning and play devil’s advocate for a moment. I know many who are kind of heart can have many second thoughts about being so ” out there ” with acts of kindness. Many might say it makes one too vulnerable to predators who will only see weakness and take advantage of such acts. That these acts of kindness are a horizontal rather than a vertical progression that can actually be an impediment to success and rise in the world we live in today. That they may actually be reason enough for others to belittle and cause pain.
IF SO.. Then WHY DO WE KEEP DOING THEM ?
Could it be because there is a sense of magic attached to the act of making one smile ; a sense of adventure that makes the heart pump faster of where this act may take one; an adrenalin rush that one can feel surging through their veins when one realizes that one has actually made a difference in someone else’s life..
Perhaps, THAT’S WHY WE DO IT!! Well, I for one, would not exchange those moments for ANYTHING else in this world; not for any pot of gold; not for any higher position, BECAUSE there is no greater feeling of fulfillment or grace then to be there for someone else in their time of need.. and with that said, I will begin my poem.
One act of kindness is all it takes.. To make the moon smile back..
One act of kindness is all it takes.. To feel the sun’s embrace..
One act of kindness is all it takes.. To turn a spark into a flame..
One act of kindness is all it takes.. To create a water fall..
One act of kindness is all it takes.. for a rainbow to show it’s colors..
One kind word is all it takes.. To put the world at peace..
One kind word is all it takes.. For bees to make their honey..
One kind word is all it takes.. To drown out all that thunder..
One kind word is all it takes.. To make the flowers blossom ..
One kind word is all it takes.. To shape one’s world to be..
If only one would take the time.. To be there for another.. Perhaps the world would.. Be more primed to dance and sing together..
And learn to understand.. Where another lives.. Perhaps they would be more inclined.. To live and let things be..
Perhaps the world would try to see.. The value of being ME !!
Kindness glides about my house.
Dame Kindness, she is so nice!
The blue and red jewels of her rings smoke
In the windows, the mirrors
Are filling with smiles.
What is so real as the cry of a child?
A rabbit’s cry may be wilder
But it has no soul.
Sugar can cure everything, so Kindness says.
Sugar is a necessary fluid,
Its crystals a little poultice.
O kindness, kindness
Sweetly picking up pieces!
My Japanese silks, desperate butterflies,
May be pinned any minute, anesthetized.
And here you come, with a cup of tea
Wreathed in steam.
The blood jet is poetry,
There is no stopping it.
You hand me two children, two roses.
One never knows
How far a word of kindness goes;
One never sees
How far a smile of friendship flees.
Down, through the years,
The deed forgotten reappears.
One kindly word
The souls of many here has stirred.
Man goes his way
And tells with every passing day,
Until life’s end:
“Once unto me he played the friend.”
We cannot say
What lips are praising us to-day.
We cannot tell
Whose prayers ask God to guard us well.
But kindness lives
Beyond the memory of him who gives.
