In chambers of the heart, a marvel dwells,
Aortic valve, where life's grand story swells,
Between the ventricle and Aorta's grace,
It guards the gateway, in its secret place.
A guardian strong, in rhythms it abides,
With each beat's dance, its duty it confides,
It opens wide to let the lifeblood flow,
Then closes tight, to safeguard life's glow.
In silence and in rhythm, it persists,
Aortic valve, where love and life coexists,
A sacred hinge between our past and fate,
In every heartbeat, it dictates our state.
So cherish well this valve, so pure and true,
A bridge of life, between old and new,
In chambers of the heart, it plays its part,
Aortic valve, the keeper of our heart.
