Where unkindness rears its cruel head And words burst forth from thoughtless, angry hearts One must remain unmoved, a wall of calm, For silence is the secret force that thwarts The hissing venom from a wounded soul Troubled and awash in psychic pain. In a peaceful spirit dwells the greatest strength. To be untouched by all that is profane, To offer love to those who voice but hate With no outward need of word or sign, For love alone is the transforming power And to its plenitude our lives consign.
Poems Undated (1727)
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