In the quiet chamber of the heart,
Where shadows dance and whispers play,
Lies honesty, a fragile art,
Guiding us through night and day.

A mirror reflects what eyes can’t see,
In moments raw and unconfined,
Honesty breathes, wild and free,
A sacred flame of the mind.

Through tangled paths and twisted vines,
Its light reveals the hidden way,
Breaking chains of ornate lies,
Leading souls to bright new days.

Embrace the truth, let courage rise,
For honesty is the purest guide,
In its embrace, no fear belies,
A journey where the heart resides.