To lift someone in need
to measure well in tolerance
to seek the components of peace
to create enduring possibility
to strive for truth
this is the real work
in the final sweep
‘round the face of time
this is what the soul eats
*
rob kistner © 2022
More poetry at: dVerse
Sunlight falls dreamlike
through the woodland canopy
settling softly
around me
startlingly
a beautiful buck
bounds onto my path
standing proud
the golden sunbeams
work their magic
I’m mesmerized
he considers me briefly
then disappears
quick as a stolen glance
quiet as passing time
*
rob kistner © 2022
More poetry at: dVerse