Walking on His
good side,
each step was placed with care
My direction set,
intention met,
new words to light the air
Looking back
I said goodbye,
all strings there left untied
Hands firmly placed
in His embrace
—eternity inscribed
(The Book Of Prayers: September, 2020)
Joni's Circle Game
The older I get
the more I know,
everything starts as a prayer
The older I get
the more I’m indebted
to a voice that I can share
The older I get
the surer I am
that life begins and ends
The older I get
the richer the words
—that spoken live again
(The Book Of Prayers: September, 2020)
Beyond The Grave
I get along with
my father now,
better than when he was alive
The walls have dismantled,
the barriers down,
a clear vision to inside
The excuses we made,
a pride that forbade,
here buried in the ground
As our spirits conjoin
to sail on the wind
—each other we have found
(Villanova Pennsylvania: September, 2020)
- Author: Kurt Philip Behm ( Offline)
- Published: September 6th, 2020 12:35
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