Kindred
Looking around at earth\'s varisome face
We often feel lost in whole masses of souls
Who surround us in life, yet appear wholly
To differ from race to indifferent race.
All seeming separate, by culture and faith
Yet when music or laughter lightens the heart
A medium is found of which all can be part
And which nothing on earth can displace.
Through looking deeper at what can combine
To produce kindred sense amongst one and all
We could do no better than awaken love\'s call
And forego thinking of what\'s yours or mine.
We belong to that known as wise humankind
With same inner life-force, red blooded veins,
Birthed by earth-mothers in grossest of pains.
So what closer kindred could we ever find ?