Stone by Stone

Stone by Stone

I have a wall you cannot see

Because it’s deep inside of me

It blocks my heart on every side

And helps emotions there to hide

You can’t reach in

I can’t reach out

You wonder what it’s all about

The wall I built that you can’t see

Results from insecurity

Each time my tender heart was hurt

The scars within grew worse and worse

So stone by stone

I built a wall

That’s now so thick it will not fall

Please understand that its not you

Continue trying to break through

I want so much to show myself

And love from you will really help

So bit by bit

Chip at my wall

Til stone by stone, it starts to fall

I know the process will be slow

It’s never easy to let go

Of hurts and failures long in grounded

Upon ones heart from years of pain

I’m so afraid

To let you in

I know I might get hurt again

I try so hard to break the wall

But I seem to get nowhere at all

For stone upon each stone ive attacked

And left between them not a crack

The only way

To make it fall is in imperfections in the wall

I did the best I could to build

A perfect wall but there are still

A few small flaws which are the key

To breaking through the wall to me

Please use each flaw

To cause a crack

To knock a stone off of the stack

For just as stone by stone was laid

With every hurt and every pain

So stone by stone the wall will break

As love replaces every ache

Please be the one who cares enough

To find the flaws no matter what.

Saan na nga ba'ang barakada

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time pass sooooo fast.. you just cant imagine how long it has been at some point of your life in the past that is worth remembering, and you know you can never forget it, forever will be in your memories, and above all are those happy memories.. Happy memories, missing them makes you sad.., but at the same time your glad that because its a 1 thing that you can tell you are living life..

Cool place

Weeew.. a places that can relieve stress and can really help you forget all your problems for the mean time..

The Wooden Bowl

http://i135.photobucket.com/albums/q150/bhoebe/The_Wooden_Bowl.jpg click the link for larger picture..

Usually we take for granted some important people around us and we dont know we are already hurting them, but sometimes, things and happening finds its way to us to tell us what we're not seeing, and for this story, its like an angel working on the child to tell the parents and help his grandpa.. you know, angels are everywhere.., do you believe?

The Most Beautiful Heart

The Most Beautiful Heart

One day a young man was standing in the middle

of the town proclaiming that he had the most

beautiful heart in the whole valley. A large

crowd gathered and they all admired his heart

for it was perfect.

There was not a mark or a flaw in it.

Yes, they all agreed it truly was the most

beautiful heart they had ever seen.

The young man was very proud and boasted

more loudly about his beautiful heart.

Suddenly, an old man appeared at the front of

the crowd and said, "Why your heart is not

nearly as beautiful as mine."

The crowd and the young man looked at the

old man's heart. It was beating strongly,

but full of scars, it had places where pieces

had been removed and other pieces put in, but

they didn't fit quite right and there were

several jagged edges. In fact, in some places

there were deep gouges where whole pieces

were missing..

The people stared -- how can he say his heart

is more beautiful, they thought?

The young man looked at the old man's heart

and saw its state and laughed.

"You must be joking," he said.

"Compare your heart with mine, mine is perfect

and yours is a mess of scars and tears."

"Yes," said the old man, "Yours is perfect

looking but I would never trade with you.

You see, every scar represents a person to

whom I have given my love - I tear out a piece

of my heart and give it to them, and often

they give me a piece of their heart which fits

into the empty place in my heart, but because

the pieces aren't exact, I have some rough edges,

which I cherish, because they remind me of the

love we shared. "Sometimes I have given pieces of my heart

away, and the other person hasn't returned

a piece of his heart to me. These are the

empty gouges -- giving love is taking a chance.

Although these gouges are painful, they stay open,

reminding me of the love I have for these people too,

and I hope someday they may return and fill the

space I have waiting. So now do you see what true beauty is?"

The young man stood silently with tears running

down his cheeks. He walked up to the old man,

reached into his perfect young and beautiful heart,

and ripped a piece out. He offered it to the old

man with trembling hands

The old man took his offering, placed it in his heart

and then took a piece from his old scarred heart and

placed it in the wound in the young man's heart.

It fit, but not perfectly, as there were some jagged edges.

The young man looked at his heart, not perfect

anymore but more beautiful than ever,

since love from the old man's heart flowed into his.

They embraced and walked away side by side.

~ The End~

Just want to share the story we discussed at my Literature class today.. So meaningful, and can inspire people..