Original DDE™ art: “Taking Wing” by: rob kistner © 11/24/25
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The morning feels weightless today, as if the essence of gravity still sleeps. I move slowly through the house, each step soft, each motion carrying a faint shimmer of déjà vu. Nothing dramatic is a’stir— yet something inside me feels rearranged, like a constellation that shifted one star over in the night. I can’t name it, but I can sense it, the way you sense a change in weather before the a wind begins to lift.
My wife’s voice hums, barely above the whisper of the yarn she is carefully pulling through the tines of her loom— a new weave coming to life. The sound seems to float through the doorway like a thread of light, tying me to the moment with surprising gentleness. I pause and let it settle into me. It strikes me that transformation often arrives quietly, waiting for us to notice its presence.
Outside, the trees hold their breath. Moving through cirrus, the morning sunrise glances off the open window in soft, uneven pulses, as though the light itself is waking from a dream. I feel something in me drift toward deliverance— an inner door unlatched, a small release of stubborn resistance. Life doesn’t change in a rush; instead, it reveals its evolving shape in layers, each one asking to be trusted.
pale winter sunlight—
a crow lifts into the breeze
as if born of morn
rob kistner © 11/24/25
Your imagery is perfect. I feel and see each image you portray. I love your story it is wonderful. Thank you for sharing.
My sincere pleasure Heather to share my heart’s musing. In reading my writing, I personally remember who I am, and who I want to be. It’s a life check. That others can have it resonate in their life, to some degree, is wonderfully affirming. Thank you, and you are most welcome.
Your haibun is as gentle as butterfly wings, Rob.
I always appreciate your kindness Lisa… 🙂
Lovely writing, Rob! Thank you!
You are most welcome… 🙂
I love the sense of a transformation coming… yes that first indication may come gently… great writing
Thank you Björn… 🙂
I love how you describe the change or ‘rearrangement’ as being like a ‘constellation that shifted one star over in the night’, which leads you nicely to the sound of your wife’s weaving, and then out to the trees. A gentle transformation haibun, Rob.
Thank you Kim… 🙂
You are right, Rob. Transformation happens before we know it. Aging has made this very clear. Physical transformations are not so much fun, but the transformation of the mind throught poetry and connection is one that keeps us going!
A very heartfelt haibun, Rob.
That is so so true Dwight, and fot that I am humblu grateful… 🙂
A gentle wow! Feels like I was right there with you. Thanks for sharing this.
Pat
You are welcome Pat — thank you… 🙂
So very well penned! Appreciated this.
Thank you Petru. 🙂
That first stanza pulled me right in. I felt like I was there.
I am pleased it resonated for you Sara… 🙂