We know not the outcomes of our actions;

when done, we think there’s nothing more beyond

no ripples when the stone drops in the pond,

consequence or subsequent reactions.

How words can start a torrent down the years!

Open a path to unforseen affairs;

again the world’s work climbing history’s stairs.

Thought turns a corner, what one says or hears.

At the time, we could not know nor guess

the outcome of our stand against the flow

what would hold, what would wash away and go;

Whether Providence said its “no” or “yes”.

Courageous, loving acts, the future seeks

in retrospect. The voice of goodness speaks.