What is the Cost

What is the cost of kindness, love, compassion,

Nothing and everything I propose.

No monetary value do they hold.

They cannot be bought or sold as livestock.

They are invisible, but for their gestures.

This by no means diminishes their value.

Priceless are they above the grandest diamond,

But do not be fooled,

They most surely take ravenously as does the thief.

Taking stress and casting it into the wind,

Taking hate and smothering it until breathless,

Taking selfishness and warming it with empathy.

Nothing but good can come of these

Yet we find them most difficult to freely offer.

How much improved would this world be,

For all that we sow we reap

Either in this life or the next.

~

~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

 

9 thoughts on “What is the Cost

  1. Always wonderful poetry, Dom. I confess I am not often generous with the virtues–and that my difficulty is due to relying on feelings, rather than the deliberate will to be kind and loving, compassionate. We do indeed reap what we sow (I used to reverse those words all the time–which may account for my poor crops!). Today, for instance, I’m struggling to be kind to myself–allow for a “bad day” that accomplishes little, and must be gotten through. Whine, whine….

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