In the whisper of the morning breeze,
Health graces us with silent ease.
A guardian unseen, yet always near,
Shielding us from every fear.

Like the sturdy roots of an ancient tree,
It anchors us, so we can be free.
To chase our dreams in the vast expanse,
Health gives us that golden chance.

Through the trials and storms of life,
It’s the armor against every strife.
A gift so precious, yet often ignored,
Until it’s lost and deeply mourned.

So cherish it with all your might,
For health is the beacon of light.
In every heartbeat and every breath,
Lies the true essence of health.