The earth had folded under too much grief
Its mountains aching without much relief
The rivers trembled like a restless thief
Stealing joy in quiet disbelief
Then came your kindness—steady soft profound
It traveled like a healing through the ground
The valleys opened colored turned around
And blooming fields replaced the barren sound
Your steps replanted courage in the soil
Undoing harshness wrought by time and toil
Your warmth turned cold horizons into foil
And made the wounded ground uncoil
So stand with me when seasons shift in worth
When storms erode the gentle sacred earth
For everywhere your tenderness has birth—
The world remembers all it’s meant to birth