Heart and rock



The human heart, so full of love and light,

A beating organ that guides us through the night,

A symbol of our passion and our might,

A force that can conquer any plight.

But what of the rock, so hard and still,

A stoic presence that seems to chill,

Unmoving and unfeeling on a hill,

A contrast to the heart's vibrant thrill.

Yet, within the rock, a heart beats slow,

A core of fire, a molten glow,

A strength that few can ever know,

A power hidden from the world below.

And so, we see the heart and rock,

Two forces that seem at odds and mock,

But in truth, they share a common stock,

A foundation strong, a timeless clock.

For the heart and rock are both divine,

A reflection of a power that's sublime,

A bond that lasts beyond all time,

A harmony of life, so pure and fine.