In a cruel world kindness is certainly an unsafe virtue

Soft feathers cannot make a cruel bird kind

I want to be a transitory fallen, lifted up by virtues every time.

Run to truth. Sprint to virtue. Dash to kindness. Soar to love.

Being human doesn't make us humans. Humanity is something else only a kind and loving heart can possess

Learn from the ants- how a tiny heart is big enough to love, help and care about another living existence.