Sometimes only our spirit speaks…
Original DDE™ art: “Surrender To Joy” — by: rob kistner © 3/23/26
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there’s a moment
when height becomes feeling
and feeling becomes flight
the heart
loosens its gravity
thread by thread
until wonder takes over
completely
unexpecting
unafraid
we are carried
not by the hissing flame
but by surrender
inside this great silence
joy turns luminous
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rob kistner © 03/23/26
Ah I relate to this on several levels! When we lived in Iowa, somehow our backyard was quite often in the path of a high flying but still audibly hissing hot air balloon! Our dogs would hear it before we did and start howling!!
And also, oh my yes….have been in the situation where one looks with wonder and words or even sighs will never do. That silence is in and of itself a part of the beauty and the joy. Thanks so much for posting!
You are most welcome Lil. Yes the moments of Awe in our lives pass too quickly, without our ability to verbalize the moment, and often, the result.
Another wonderful uplifting poem. It is amazing when we let wonder take over as there is beauty found in that experience.
Isn’t it wonderful! 🙂
You make me think of riding a hot air balloon with your picture and your poem. I just saw Mel & Jack on S7 of Virgin River in a hot air balloon. I love the wholesomeness of that show.
Love that show Lisa haven’t started season seven yet, but I’ve been waiting and wanting to. Great stuff! 🙂
I love Virgin River – I saw that episode!
Cool ladies —- I just got started into season 7… 🙂
I’ve been ballooning twice…Unforgettable. Great work, Rob. Thanks
Thank you Ron. Friend of mine in Portland had a nice bot air balloon. The oregon coast is amazing… suspended in silence listening to the waves roll, the occasional bird, gull, or the real treat, watching and hearing peregrin falcon from the perspective of the balloon’s basket… WOW bros! 🙂
LOVE your beautiful poem, artwork, and the music of Owl City 🙂
Thank you so. Much appreciated Lynn… 🙂
A palpable capture of a moment, Rob, that left me feeling like a hot air balloon. I especially love the lines:
‘we are carried
not by the hissing flame
but by surrender’.
I am pleased you found a bit of escape herein Kim. It is a primary reason I write, so thank you for letting go and joining my friend… 😉
Much of the time, we have to let go and stop trying to control everything, before we can enjoy the moment.
A calm, floating write, Rob. Nice.
Thank you Sean… 🙂 Surrendering to the moment is always within our reach as humans — I am not certain it is in our primary ‘wiring’ …which makes it difficult. That circuit seems to close for some as they age, for any number of reasons. But what wonderful release and joy when we are able.
Lovely Rob, you capture that point when physical experience transforms into a spiritual or emotional one ??
Thank you Ange! Transcendence is one of our most fascinating human capabilities. It lives in our power to imagine… 🙂
I love this, this expresses how I feel when I surrender into a relaxing meditation, emotions rise and bubble in colours and in the silence I feel awe at just being…. ?
Sense of weightless freedom. Thank you for visiting Suzanne… 🙂
I’ve been hot air ballooning just once .. in Colorado. An experience I will always remember. A gorgeous Quadrille, Sir.
Thank you so much Helen — up up and away… 🙂
i can feel the breeze and wonder of your words… your poem oozes with soaring wings a sense of freedom i wish for with my two feet planted on earth
So happy I was able to elevate you, if even for a moment, Ms Pie… 🙂
What a beautiful description of a transcendent moment.
Thank you Rosemary, I appreciate your kind words, very much… 🙂
Great poem, Rob! I enjoyed my hot air balloon experience.
Yvette M Calleiro 🙂
Thank you very much Yvette… 🙂