In the chambers of the beating heart's embrace, A rhythm dances, a life-giving grace. Cardiac output, a measure so profound, In liters per minute, a tale does it sound.
The pulse of life, the heart rate's song, A symphony within, where strength belongs. Beats per minute, a metronome of fate, Guiding the dance through life's intricate gate.
Stroke volume, a measure of the surge, The volume expelled, a rhythmic urge. With each contraction, a pulse of might, A river of red, flowing in the night.
In formula's embrace, a secret code, Cardiac output, where wonders unfold. Heart rate multiplied by volume's decree, A mathematical dance, a life's decree.
Heartbeats per minute, a pulsating rhyme, A cadence of health in the river of time. With every throb, a story is told, Of oxygen and nutrients, a journey unfolds.
Factors myriad, influencing the beat, Physical dance, stress's fleet feat. Hormones waltz in the bloodstream's trance, Health's delicate balance, a rhythmic dance.
Cardiac output, a vital measure, we find, In the realm of health, a beacon, a sign. Assessing the heart's prowess, its might, Meeting life's demands in day and night.
O precious heart, with beats so true, In chambers of red, life begins anew. Cardiac output, a measure profound, In the body's symphony, a heartbeat's sound.
