Take a stone
from your pocket
toss it into a lake
as each ripple rises
a precious wish you make
let ripples now that spread
be dreams that fill your head
may each ripple
that returns to you
be a beautiful dream come true
*
rob kistner © 2021
Poetry at: dVerse
~ these stacked standing stones of Stonehenge are over 3,000 years old ~
Stacked by visionaries past
blessed in hope and courage
one upon the other
knowledge upon learning
these standing stones of peace
they call across the ages
beckoning us to rise
step into the future
to envision a new dream
let fear and hatred cease
*
rob kistner © 2021
Poetry at: dVerse
~ for George, just because ~