Too wise for anything
but faith…
to be carried by angels
in love’s holy grail
The light in her eyes
to reign majestic
illumined by heavens
flowering dale
(Dreamsleep: December, 2021)
...To God's Ears
If I could trade my pen for flutes,
the ink would disappear
whose harmony no page beholds,
a rhapsody so clear
If I could trade my thoughts for sound,
an orchestra of one
my heart would fly inside my voice,
the searching all but done
If I could trade my words for notes,
and lettered verse for scores
celestial choirs would sing on high
—in tribute to my Lord
(First Book Of Prayers: December, 2021)
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Author:
Kurt Philip Behm (
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Kurt,
An extraordinarily beautifully scripted poem.
Laura🌻
Thanks Laura.
My pleasure.
Kurt,
• “…To God’s Ears”
…and you’d be as brilliant a music composer as you are in composing poetry.
A huge Amen for your beautifully composed poem.
Laura 🌻
I can only wish...
Thanks Laura.
Kurt
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