Kurt Philip Behm

Wishes On Fire

Nothing leaves a footprint

like a memory burned

Deep into the consciousness

of those unlearned

 

Nothing grows more deadly

than the force of will

It powers every weapon

it vanquishes with skill

 

Nothing braves tomorrow

like a wish on fire

Its light forever’s beacon

to each soul aspired

 

Nothing is more final

than a dying breath

Words exiting their prison

—eternity’s rosette

 

 

(Dreamsleep: October, 2022)