Original DDE™ art: “Love Lives There” by: rob kistner © 11/10/25
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Autumn winds skate across the valley, rattling bare tree branches like bamboo chimes. He pauses at the fence line, coat unbuttoned, looking across his field, breath rising in soft clouds. Behind their home, hills frosted in pewter mist.
She had loved these bare November days — the quiet between endings and beginnings. He used to tease her for it. Now, he finally understood.
“Not yesterday I learned to know the love of bare November days, before the coming of the snow,” he whispers, the words wafting from his lips — a prayer that sought no answer.
The camera of the world pulls back: a lone man, standing by a winter gray field, bathed in gentle moonlight. Then it focuses in again — to his trembling hands, his eyes moist with her memory. Transfixed, he faces homeward, the warm glow… lamplight? No — the embers of their enduring love.
rob kistner © 11/10/25
Nice one Rob
Much Love
Thank you Gillena… 😉
Beautifully written, my friend. Love how the selected lines were a prayer that needed no answer. Sometimes, there are no answers.
Thank you so much True. Yes, a prayer of genuine gratitude, may be prayer of the purest form.
Romantic lasting embers, Rob, heartfelt and heartwarming. I love the personification of autumn winds skating across the valley and the ‘’hills frosted in pewter mist’ – very atmospheric.
Thank you very much, Kim, but I have to admit when I have to use given lines or passages. I can get there to a finished piece that I’m pleased with, but not thrilled with I like to go where I wanna go. I will stay within the balance of a suggestion, prompt, but using lines I don’t enjoy it, but I appreciate your kind comments and I appreciate the time you put into understanding this for us thank you. M much.i
A beautiful heart touching story, Rob! Well done!
Thank you Dwight! Always nice to hear from you my friend… 🙂
This is real enduring love… maybe it is only afterwards you have really learned.
Hindsight… 🙂
This is incredibly touching, Rob. And real.
Thank you Helen… 🙂
I’m glad he has the courage to go to those places and think those thoughts.
Long enduring memories of deep love… 🙂