Anger is solid, immovable, and sharp
The counterpart to soft Joy
Who can mold and shape any heart

Confusion howls and twists up the mind
While peace encircles
Whispering comfort, "all in good time"

Fear is plunging cold, shocking and deep
But Faith guides along
A time-worn trail, to float down like a leaf

Greed, the consuming burn, taking all it touches
While warm Charity, ignites understanding
in light, flickering brushes