minceir

If i was a word, i'd be softly spoken
I would tread carefully, and bite no one.

If i was a sound, would the world hear me
My voice is but a whisper, heard by none.

If i was a smell, i would not be dainty
Nether a foul odour, which can be smelled.

If i was light, would God see me
Would i light up when the dark is in front.

I am a heart, that envelops those souls
and hauls those blight, that disturbs this world.