My Truths
I walk through life with grace,
A smile, a nod, in every place stepped,
I give without a thought to keep and feel proud,
And find my joy in kindness deep and helping others,
Each day, I plant little seeds,
With gentle words, caring deeds, helping hands, and sweet smile,
No spotlight shines, no grand parade, no acclamations and prizes,
Yet love grows strong in each choices and deeds made,
I trust in karma’s quiet and subtle ways,
It weaves through life softly displayed,
The good we share, it circles back, with miraculous intent,
To warm the heart where once was lack, and discontent,
For the truth, like candle’s glow,
Good karma helps and shapes my wandering soul.
Quote:"The ideals which have always shone before me and filled me with joy are goodness, beauty, and truth."-- Albert Einstein
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