Stone

You may think that I have a heart of stone.

You think that I am guarded, hard, cold.

You say that I am distant and unyielding...

I'd like to answer to that.

Yes.

You are right... it is a heart of stone...

It has been beaten, broken, bruised.

It has been spent before swine...

It has been with me since I have been here...

It has been my mistake when I didn't listen to it.

It has nearly stopped more than once.

It is strong.

It is forgiving.

Is it stone?

Does stone stand hard and fast?

Does stone make a good foundation?

Is stone chiseled away into a work of art?

Yes.

It is stone... and it stays strong for me...

Sometimes for you, too.