My religion is love and kindness

In a world where beliefs divide,

I found solace in a different stride.

For I, a wanderer in this vast expanse,

Dared to question the gods' eternal dance.

Religion's chains no longer bind,

Yet kindness and compassion I still find.

In the depths of my skeptical soul,

A spirit of benevolence takes its toll.

No rituals or doctrines to guide my way,

But empathy remains, come what may.

For in the absence of divine decree,

Love's essence still resides in me.

I cast away the dogmas and creeds,

Embracing the plight of those in need.

With open arms, I lend a listening ear,

To stories untold, to hearts that fear.

No prayers or hymns adorn my lips,

But words of solace, like gentle ships,

Sail through troubled waters, seeking peace,

Bringing comfort and granting release.

I reject the notion of a higher throne,

Yet kindness in my heart has grown.

For in the absence of heavenly might,

I choose to be a beacon of light.

In every action, a testament I weave,

That one can care without belief.

My purpose forged in the love I give,

A testament to the way I live.

Though faith may falter, my spirit's pure,

A testament to love that shall endure.

No religion binds, no creed to tether,

For kindness is my bond, now and forever.