In the quiet dawn, the heart begins to speak,
Whispering secrets only the soul can hear,
Beneath the stars, where dreams silently peak,
It holds the hopes and sheds each silent tear.

Through the endless corridors of time it roams,
Echoing laughter and the shadows of pain,
In its chambers, love finds its eternal homes,
A sanctuary in the midst of rain.

The heart’s rhythm matches the ocean’s tide,
Rising and falling with each breath we take,
In its depths, countless emotions reside,
A world within, where we are truly awake.

So listen closely to its gentle plea,
For in its whispers lies our truest guide,
Wrapped in its warmth, we find the key,
To navigate the life’s unending ride.