Inherent good

There is a secret hearth in every hall,
that thaws all those who enter and depart.
It resolves every baseless fear and brawl,
and from all hate, wiser viewpoints impart.

Sit close to it: feel warmth out of season.
It’s there waiting, until it’s understood
to spread courage and joy for no reason;
better to try, than faintly hide – as would
the man who gave to others his keys and…
didn’t believe in all our inherent good.


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