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
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rob kistner © 2022
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Rob it is what makes — and keeps — us human. So true! I’m glad you wrote a 2nd Q.
My pleasure Lisa, nice prompt… 🙂
Very well done, Rob. We still have a lot of work to do!
Thank you Dwight, and yes, we certainly do my friend.
Lots of work and not that many “final sweep”s left in which to get it done. Great stuff, RK; Thanks.
Genuinely my pleasure Ron, thank you for visiting — always nice to see your comments. I think we would have been “dangerous friends” in our youth… 😉
Beautiful words Rob.
Thank you Carol. 🙂
Yes it is like that Rob. Helping others does feed the soul. Beautifully written.
Thank you Christine… 🙂
that last line really puts bang into the the poem’s buck!
Thank you… the human soul is being smothered by a world closing in upon itself. And I mean the authentic soul, the human spirit of possibility and wonder — not some ism-istic, god-in-my-pocket, mumbo jumbo “soul”.
good place to start seeking peace.
Almost anyplace is a good place to begin seeking peace.
This is absolutely soul searing….just a beautiful piece of writing!
Thank you Lil, very much… 🙂
Soul stirring write, Rob! Love it. ??
Thank you Punam… 🙂