| Kindness I like to see faces, Faces glowing with some excitements And married smiles unto thanks, Like rising giants smoke As from hot pan straight to God. My hands are taught The meaning and the cravings of vessels Reaching and to fill Pulling from mouths, even together,the thanks To go far beyond the clouds And my fields turning to forests Then inspiration is come for more And more shall be unto Setting unquenchables, Faces to glory with smiles. |