In sacred acts, our hearts find light,
We tread where love and grace unite,
Through simple deeds, our spirits soar,
In giving, we discover more.
Around us blooms the quiet grace,
Of strangers\' smiles, a warm embrace,
With open hands, the world we touch,
In service lies our souls\' true rush.
The world anew, with each good deed,
To plant a hope, a kinder seed,
In moments where our hearts extend,
We find in others, hearts to mend.
In whispers soft, our spirits sing,
Service to all—a sacred thing.