Beginnings
unending
Each moment
befriends
Untethered
unfettered
Intuity
mends
Connection
in motion
Where starts
never stop
Time lost
in fruition
From bottom
— to top
(Dreamsleep: July, 2025)
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Author:
Kurt Philip Behm (
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Comments3
This one required reading again and some thought, which is taxing for me. Wisdom again in a few words. As all good poems it can be taken a few ways either positively or negatively and I liked this. Nicely done Kurt
Thanks. I wrote it watching a buffalo and her calf slowly cross the Madison River
in East Yellowstone. They were timeless and free !
There’s a beautiful stillness in this, Kurt—like breathing inside a thought that loops without end. The way you move through paradox and flow feels effortless. Another gem from your Dreamsleep cycle. Grateful to read these, always. 🌹👏
So glad you enjoyed it. Imagine being in the stillness of the eye of a hurricane.
Been there, done that…actually. You are most welcome, my friend.
Hopefully, you weren't on a boat.
No. Thankfully not! LOL! My sea legs wouldn't have done me good on the other side of that wall! LOL!
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