A Sculptor Muses ...

Kurt Philip Behm

Never to discover

the limits of soul

Such is the depth

of its station

 

The nature of being

  not what’s distilled

But what’s left

— from evaporation

 

(Septa R5: March, 2025)

  • Author: Kurt Philip Behm (Offline Offline)
  • Published: March 6th, 2025 20:27
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  • sorenbarrett

    Another piece of wisdom condensed into poetic words



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