Hidden In The Wings Of Soft Cotton Poem by James McLain

Soften their hearts and minds be still O' my tongue.
Intelligence is the tool Kings learn some are born with.
Forgiveness will be the cool spring that you drink from.
From the four corners of the Earth pours forth great restraint.
Five senses and the wise know of more and thus use them.
Generous hearts is not wisdom gained meek are the pure.
Children spread out and good people grow richer in life.
Power in discernment as forgiveness seeks out the truth.
Honesty brings forth kindness such kindness is.
And honor, these comprise more than steel tounges used as weapons.
Turn cruel speech into soft words about religion stay tolerant.
Soften their red mouths and minds with golden honey.
Highten all your senses and be generous to all kind people.
I find we've strayed into the wings of soft white cotton.