The unseen world of the heart

*On the path of life, the heart remains like a dream,*

*The heart remains like the moon with light.*

*Everything changes here in the speed of time*

*But the heart remains impatient at the memory of someone.*

*Even in silence, the sounds of the heart are *

*The heart remains rare in every instrument of pain.*

*Burning silently in the fire of desire,*

*Still, he laughs, his heart remains very cheerful.*

*No matter how difficult the path, never be afraid,*

With courage, the heart remains like a flood.*

*Know this at last, O friend from my consideration*

*The heart is like a book in the human chest!

*On every page of which stories are written,*

*Sometimes the heart is filled with joy, sometimes with torment.*

*There are some words that speak even in silence,*

*When the dust of time settles, all the leaves open,*

*Otherwise, the heart remains a dream for years.*

*He who can read finds signs of reality*

*Otherwise, the heart remains just a mirage for everyone.*

*Sometimes light, sometimes darkness, sometimes a ray of hope,*

*Just like this, the heart remains a changing curriculum.*

*Take care of it, it's no small thing,*

#The heart is a rare gift given by God. #?