Within our veins, a river runs its course,
A silent symphony of life and force,
Each pulse a whisper of an ancient lore,
Binding soul and body evermore.

Crimson tides beneath the skin’s embrace,
Flowing through the heart’s secluded space,
Nourishing the dreams that dare to chase,
The essence of our being in its grace.

Unseen, yet the core of all we are,
Blood navigates like a guiding star,
From wounds to wars, it bears each scar,
A testament to battles near and far.

Eternal, in its journey it shall be,
The lifeblood of our fragile humanity,
Bearing secrets of our legacy,
In every drop, a tale of destiny.