What You Send Returns

Karma walks on silent feet,
No drum, no warning in its wake,
It gathers every careless deed,
Each promise bent, each trust you break!

It does not rush, it does not shout,
But time will always clear its way,
What once you sent into the world,
Returns to you one quiet day!

So, tread with care, with a mindful heart,
For every action plants a seed,
And karma waits, both dark and kind,
To grow exactly what you feed!