Downwind
of my perception
Upwind
before the fall
Immune
in my protection
From dullards
at the mall
The past
remains in focus
The future
but a myth
My words
fall out of judgment
Each phrasing
to enrich
To read
with understanding
To hear
beyond the din
To feel
beyond the senses
To love
beyond the rim
Released
without containment
On wings
not leased or loaned
Into
the inner sanctums
With time
— Goliath’s stone
(The New Room: June, 2025)
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Author:
Kurt Philip Behm (
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- Published: June 29th, 2025 10:50
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Comments1
Goliath's stone evokes many thoughts. Death dealing, small and common, in appearance insignificant yet to slay a giant. A bringer and fulfiller of destiny and prophesy, a myth an exaggeration, a metaphor of faith an equalizer. A lovely write
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