Carving his message in a tree
while high above the ground
Wondering what that boy would think
in the future to have found
Would his eyes be open wide and sharp
the wind to call his name
A treasure for only those who climb
—intrepid to proclaim
(The New Room: January, 2024)
Living On ...
If life is
purposed
rich and wide
verse is your reward
A written
portrait
left behind
— called to meet the Lord
(The 1st Book Of Prayers: January, 2024)
- Author: Kurt Philip Behm ( Offline)
- Published: January 20th, 2024 11:58
- Category: Unclassified
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Many thanks.
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