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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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Cursed Counsel

I walked a path not lit by grace,  
Took heed of voices, led astray.  
“Live with her first, no need to wait,”  
They whispered, “Love, then set your date.”

I trusted man, their plans seemed right,  
A future bright, without God's light.  
But under every broken vow,  
I see the curse that haunts me now.  

For when I married her in name,  
Another touched her, stoked the flame.  
I wondered, “Why this pain, this loss?”  
When I was saved beneath the cross.

Yet in the shadows of my mind,  
The verse of old began to bind:  
“Cursed is he who trusts in men,  
And turns his heart from God again.”  

I followed counsel, not the Lord,  
And reaped the fruit of what I sowed.  
But now I know, my heart must turn,  
To seek His ways and humbly learn.  

For though I walked where darkness led,  
Grace calls me back, though tears are shed.  
I stand forgiven, love restored,  
No longer bound by man's reward.

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