Thursday, June 27, 2013





When we put up walls, 

we've gradually built them brick-by-brick 

with heartaches, broken promises, 

shattered dreams, illness or loss. 

Sometimes, we don't even realize 

we have a wall. 

But then, out of the blue, 

a friend whispers in your ear. 

"Look what I found at the lake today. 

It's a heart of stone. 

Can you do something with it?"



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