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Heart of Stone

He built his dreams with fire and steel,   Through sweat and pain, through grit and will.   His path was carved with silent nights,   A war he waged beyond the sights.   But love, so sweet, so soft, so near,   Whispered dreams into his ear.   A choice was placed upon his chest—   His passion’s flame, or love’s request.   He turned away from burning light,   Held her close, embraced the night.   Yet soon he found, to his dismay,   Both love and purpose slipped away.   For goals demand a heart of stone,   And love still longs to call its own.   To chase one means to lose the fight,   To hold both tight is rarest might.   So walk the road with eyes aware,   Choose with wisdom, choose with care.   For once you drop what makes you whole,   You lose the fire—and lose your soul.
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Mwende

Mwende, eyes filled with twilight hues,
Recalled choices, regrets like morning dews.
A path not taken, a love pushed away,
Haunted her steps at the end of the day.

But then, a whisper, a wind in the trees,
"Regret is a shadow, not all things displease."
Mwende pondered, the weight in her chest,
Could there be truth in what nature confessed?

She thought of the anger, a rash, burning word,
That had severed a friendship, like a rare bird,
Taking flight, never to return again,
Leaving a void, a space filled with pain.

Yet, in that space, a new bloom unfurled,
A stronger connection, a love in a new world.
The harsh words, a weeding, though painful it seemed,
Allowed for a garden where compassion beamed.

Mwende's heart lightened, a sigh of release,
Not all regrets carried burdens, some brought us peace.
Learning from stumbles, the path we refine,
The missteps of yesterday, pave the way for what's divine.

So tonight, Mwende lets go of the sting,
Embraces the lessons that hardships did bring.
For even the wrong turn, the choices we rue,
Can lead to a sunrise, a brand new view. 

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