In the quiet whispers of a gentle heart,
Virtue stands as a guiding light,
A beacon in the storm’s dark art,
Bringing peace to endless night.

Courage walks on paths unknown,
With kindness as its steadfast friend,
Through valleys where true seeds are sown,
It leads to where the soul can mend.

Patience, a river flowing deep and wide,
Carries dreams with steady grace,
With virtue by its peaceful side,
It finds its way, a timeless trace.

Love, the virtue shining above all,
Connects us with its tender ties,
In its embrace, we hear the call,
To live with truth and open skies.