In the silent chambers of the soul,
Where shadows dance with gentle grace,
Lies a whisper, soft and whole,
A guide through life’s intricate maze.

It speaks in tones of kindness pure,
A beacon in the darkest night,
Urging hearts to seek and endure,
To choose the path of truth and light.

In every choice, a mirror stands,
Reflecting the essence of our core,
A testament to the gentle hands
That shape the morals we explore.

So let us heed this quiet call,
Embrace its wisdom, vast and free,
For morality binds us all,
In a tapestry of humanity.