What the world needs now
is a quiet hand reaching out,
a breath held before anger spills,
a pause to listen, truly listen,
to the voices that tremble in the dark.
What the world needs now
is a kindness that costs nothing,
a generosity of the soul,
the courage to say,
'I see you',
when seeing is the hardest thing to do.
What the world needs now
is a light held steady in the storm,
not to blind or overwhelm,
but to guide the weary back to shore.
What the world needs now
is not grand gestures,
but the small, steady work
of love made visible -
in hands that mend,
In hearts that forgive,
in the endless rebuilding
of what has been broken.
What the world needs now
is us-
all of us-
choosing,
again and again,
to love,
de spits everything.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem