I cried aloud and winced in pain <br /> <br />From where I felt my heart might be <br /> <br />As cold as stone as once it was <br /> <br />Now warmed from love it might emerge <br /> <br />Although devotion has cracked its core <br /> <br />The stone has turned a-glow at last <br /> <br />As night gives way to pensive thought <br /> <br />Now tenderness is coursing through <br /> <br />Beating plainly through and through <br /> <br />Ironic as it might appear <br /> <br />Now broken, battered <br /> <br />Torn in pain <br /> <br />I cried aloud and winced in pain <br /> <br />Love has turned a stone to heart<br /><br />Rose Marie Nizamuddin<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/stone-heart-14/
