Kurt Philip Behm

Spirit Wings

If you live long enough…

those things you missed

will again return

 

No longer wrapped

in layers of disguise

 

But flying on spirit wings

the Archangels have endowed

 

Bequeathed

to the morning’s sunrise

—your exiting dawn

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2020)

 

 

Awaiting Breath

 

The incarnation of silence,

sound without tone

 

Words embody in the night

—crying to be known

 

(Dreamsleep: March, 2020)