How best is the heart by itself! It sounds so at every minute second
How great is the benign heart! It responds instantaneously in every mood
It goes on swallowing Multitude of pains It enjoys delight too In the same lines
Where ever it heard of a tragic accident It feels a lot and invisibly starts on a flying visit
Even when despair heckles It won't get perturbed Even though delight cajoles It won't cross its own limits
With all the other organs It has a blood relationship in tact Even when eyes glance and ears do hear It records every thing that deserves a pat
It hails the victory of spring It opens the doors for chill winters It welcomes sun shine in cool columns And dresses up to visit the autumn streaks
Never the heart keeps herself away from any act And obliges the useful suggestions if any by elders in Fact It behaves always like a trained soldier Ready to face any odds without an evading feature
