Original digital art entitled “The Un-stoned Heart” by: rob kistner © 7/19/23
W e can seldom change a heart of iron into a heart of gold
no precious warmth should manifest from something hard and cold
a love that’s locked and set in cast is very hard to be set free
hope will likely struggle blind when our eyes of love can’t see
we cannot stop the hands of time from spinning ever on
when the sand is through the hourglass those days are ever gone
we usually can’t bring summer back when the leaves are off the tree
but perhaps with a strange magic spell — or maybe true love’s alchemy
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rob kistner © 2023
Poetry at: dVerse
I like the alchemist metaphor in this poem Rob – ‘we’ is a compound maybe precious, maybe not
Thank you Laura, very much… 🙂
A magical response, Rob!
Thank you Kim… 🙂
Enjoyed.??
Melissa… 🙂
we cannot stop the hands of time from spinning ever on
when the sand is through the hourglass those days are ever gone
Love your wordcraft Rob! Beautiful write!
Hank
Thank you Hank… 🙂
Or maybe spring will come again…
Nothing is impossible Björn — so they say. 🙂