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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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Inch By Inch

A pebble rolls, the mountain stands,  
Not felled by force, but patient hands.  
The stream that cuts through stone and clay,  
Moves inch by inch, yet carves its way.  

A step, though small, ignites the flame,  
While leaps may falter, lose the game.  
For mighty jumps, though bold and loud,  
May leave the heart beneath a shroud.  

The seedling grows in steady grace,  
Not rushing forth to claim its place.  
A forest springs from roots that hold,  
A silent tale of growth untold.  

The power lies in what persists,  
Not fleeting bursts or clenched fists.  
So tread with care, one step, then two,  
And watch the world reshape for you.

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