In the quiet chambers of the heart,
Lies a truth untold, a silent art.
It whispers softly, a gentle breeze,
Guiding us through the stormy seas.

Honest words, like morning dew,
Refresh the soul, make all things new.
A beacon bright in the darkest night,
Leading us towards what is right.

Though shadows linger, doubts may grow,
Honesty’s light will always glow.
It cuts through lies, a sharpened knife,
Carving paths of a truthful life.

Stand firm, dear heart, in honesty’s grace,
Let truth’s mirror show your face.
For in this virtue, pure and clear,
Lies the strength to conquer fear.