I choose understanding

Close I listen to the incoming wind,

Whispering an ancient tale long forgotten.

It tells me to remember and find

The one thing lost, but remembered often.

The virtue human kind negates,

And with it guilt and sorrow

Deep buried in our hearts,

It patiently awaits.

I ask is it is love or kindness that it preach,

As all the good things came and went quick,

Light as soon it comes,

Sooner feels out of reach.

But the wind talks not of love nor light misplaced,

But rather a thing we shunned,

As if it wasn’t born, vanished out of trace…

Kindness for you with a price comes,

Love you give and take like coin transacts,

But a foundation of all life is neither of them,

It was understanding that was replaced by hate…

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