As the candle burns quietly shadows get lighted
It treads softly on many dreams unrequited
Liquescent in its own candlewax without feeling slighted
Is the heart like the candle melting in its fragility
Is being breakable a welcome trait a unique ability
If the heart was not like a candle melting with a kind touch
If the heart was not breakable it would not know much
A heart made of cast iron would have surely backfired
A heart filled with sadness loves even when it is tired
As the flower distributes fragrance dispelling gloom
It spreads joy and happiness when in full bloom
Imagine a colorless unscented world spelling doom
Is the heart like the flower bestowing earth its beauty
Is the heart crushable too because caring is its duty
If the heart was not like a flower so tender and so giving
If the heart did not spread cheer and continue forgiving
A heart made of timber would have stayed impassive
A heart filled with care survives heartbreaks so massive
As the senses guide us in a physical world around us
As the mind adds reason to the chaos that surrounds us
As the spirit fights off the demons inside out that hound us
It’s the heart that rejuvenates with resilience and daring
It’s the heart that gives both mind and senses its bearing
If the heart was not equally malleable and tough as nails
If the heart could not fall in love and still survive the fails
The heart full of pure intent keeps the soul buoyant and fit
The soul is so precious both the devil and God are after it