Tender of Heart

Soft and tender are saints,
  no one else in the world is like them.
There is no one else like them;
  they are kind and merciful to all.
Foe and friend are alike to them,
  and alike are bad luck and good fortune.
They are as tender as flowers;
  not even in a dream do they see other’s faults.
They ever wish well to others,
  for they savour the wine of divine love.
Affable to all, with a gentle smile,
  soft and sweet of speech are they.
Cheerful whatever happens, they emanate coolness;
  in every glance they radiate compassion.
Whatever one might say to them,
  O Paltu, they are not in the least perturbed.
Soft and tender are saints,
  no one else in the world is like them.
_{Saint Paltu: His Life and Teachings}