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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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My Failures Teach!

Not on the trophy, but the toil I hold,
The act of doing, worth more than the gold.
For in the striving, in the daily grind,
A greater treasure for the soul I find.

The seed of knowledge, watered with each task,
My mind a garden, where new skills I ask
To bloom and flourish, vibrant, ever bright,
A constant learning, banishing the night.

The calloused hands, the practiced, steady mind,
A symphony of effort, purpose I can find.
The failures teach, the stumbles show the way,
Resilience built with every passing day.

The goal's a beacon, distant, yet so clear,
But in the journey, who I am appears.
For work it sculpts me, shapes me from within,
The person crafted, where the journey's been.

So let me focus on the act, the flow,
The seeds I scatter, helping my soul grow.
The finished product, though it holds its place,
Is but a mirror to the changing face.

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