Kurt Philip Behm

Unfamiliar Ground

Does loneliness strike when entering a new space,

that we choose, or is chosen for us

 

Is the isolation a door to where we must go,

a new portal, our spirits in flux

 

Is being alone the price that we pay,

breaking through, old walls to come down

 

Fresh voices to translate, new whispers to hear

—as we tread unfamiliar ground

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: October, 2019)