I say 'Namaste' because I like what it means,
A gentle bow, a bridge of souls, where love gleams.
Not bound by threads of dogma or creed,
But in the essence of life, where all hearts bleed.

In a world that craves labels, confining and tight,
They see a Christian in me, basking in light.
Yet what I speak of transcends such walls,
It’s human values that echo in the silence of our calls.

Compassion, kindness, the warmth of a smile,
No matter the faith, we walk the same mile.
In the quiet moments, where we find our grace,
I see reflections of humanity’s face.

They ask if I’m Buddhist, this path that I tread,
Because inner peace whispers softly, unfed.
A stillness within, like the calm of a stream,
Flowing through existence, nurturing the dream.

With...