What It Takes

Original DDE™ art: “What It Takes” by: rob kistner © 12/16/25

 

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2025 taught me survival

as a quiet discipline

 

not heroics

not banners

just breath

returning again and again

 

eight hospital days

machines humming

uncertainty

confusion

ebb and flow of fear—

 

time reduced to repetitive procedures

meaningless chant of numbers

mask-obscured faces

voices in the near dark

unfamiliar medical odors

and endless footsteps—

so many footsteps

 

eventually names

and increasing recognition

 

I learned—

the strange journey of surgery

how stubborn the body can be

how mercy arrives

disguised as routine care

how precious water is

privacy is relative—

 

and the number of dedicated people

needed for one critically ill to survive

 

how life keeps choosing you

even when you are unsure

 

 survival

ultimately is not defeating fear

it is gratitude

practiced daily

 

for morning light

for water held steady in a glass

for the kindness of caring hands

for a gentle word

 

for memory

still answering its name

 

I move slower — yes

and much less steady

but every step carries thanks

 

being here is enough

I accept the gift

and hold it gratefully

 

rob kistner © 12/15/25

Poetry at: dVerse

 

 

 

10 thoughts on “What It Takes”

  1. Rob, this is a keeper. I wish I have this equanimity and wisdom when faced with setbacks that old age brings.
    Sending you warm wishes for the coming year.

  2. Life is a quiet effort indeed. Breathing in and out we hardly realize that it must go on and the flow with in like an interstate highway keeps going endlessly with the rhythm of a fragile heartbeat!
    Glad you made it through your surgery and are back with us again, Rob. Take care. Have a Merry Christmas!

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