The Virtues of Mercy

In gentle hands, mercy takes flight, A soothing balm in the darkest night. It tempers judgment, softens the fall, A whispered promise to heal us all. It seeks no praise, demands no right, Yet shines like stars in the quiet night. Forgiveness blooms where compassion flows, Transforming hearts, as kindness grows. When anger rises, mercy stands tall, A bridge to peace when tempers call. It dares to look beyond the pain, Finding strength in love, not in disdain. So let us carry this virtue bright, In every action, with every light. For in mercy's grace, we find our way, A path to hope, a brand new day.