He outlived his father
to outlive himself
The shadow he chased
—an ace left undealt
(Dreamsleep: January, 2022)
Answering The Bell
Using the intellect
to understand God
A circle unending
no light in the fog
Our mind like a hammer
to pry and to nail
Constrained by our motion
and destined to fail
But deep in our essence
that we’ve named the soul
A voice is there calling
a bell waits to toll
To ring in tomorrow
with songs of today
Proclaiming the music
—our spirit’s ordained
(Beaupre: January, 2022)
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Kurt Philip Behm (
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A fine read, Kurt.
Thanks Jerry.
Kurt,
āto outlive himselfā
Your writings will outlive you for generations to come.
Lauraš»
So very kindā¦
Thanks Laura
Kurt
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