What is there in giving
That fills the soul with meaning?
Just like a piece of bread on hungry mouth,
A rustle of breeze on lonely branch,
A touch of caress for the sad.
What is there in giving
That fills the heart with everything?
Just like a spark of light on darkest night,
A streak of hue pale sky,
A flash of smile on shattered heart
What is there in giving
That makes you keen and deep?
Just like the perfume of flower on the air
A candid rainbow that paints,
A cool wind on the cheek.
What is there in giving
That makes empty space filled?
Just like the spurt of rain in long summer,
A brilliant moonlight shower,
A wondrous spin of spider
What is there in giving
That brings forth harmony?
Just like words of forgiveness for the contrite
A consolation for the confused,
A sympathy for remorse.
What is there in giving
That fills your life with essence?
Just like a soft grass on bare sole
A flower on heap of trash
A candid lightning flash
What is there in giving
That God made man?
Just like the promise of heaven for the pure
A joyous hope
An everlasting love.
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