A Heart of Stone

Everyone goes through hard times. Everyone says the wrong thing on occasion. I feel like I have been doing that a lot lately. It's funny how when life's little (and BIG) stresses get in the way we lose our cool and slam doors and find ourselves hurting more than before. Sometime I have thought that life would be so much easier to be able to turn those feelings off; to have your emotions be like a radio station  that only plays songs you like. Anyway as I pondered these feelings some words came into my head and I had to grab a computer and jot them down before I forgot them. 

I wish I had a heart of stone

to be stronger and never feel alone

to brave the world without a fear

of falling, nor of shedding tears

I wish I had a heart of stone

but if we get down to brass tacks

does stone feel it when it cracks

does rock that’s shaped by wind and rain

ever find itself whole again?

Perhaps not a heart of stone

Then maybe a heart of steel

to keep me from the pain we feel

to stand up firm and tall and straight

and make me all immune to hate

maybe a heart of steel

but a sword of steel may end up breaking

it all depends upon its making

a careless hand is all it takes

for rust to corrupt and the steel to break

Perhaps not a heart of steel

Than maybe just my heart alone

despite the loneliness I’ve known

despite the worry and the fears

and the many dozens of tears

perhaps my heart alone

For God made my heart and in the end

he also taught me it could mend

no stone in the mountain nor sword of steel

can match my heart, for it can heal