Rebirthed In Light

Kurt Philip Behm

Stuck to

myself

the glue starts

to lift

Exposing

my nature

a soul

frozen stiff

 

Letting

me go

the dermis

strips off

The sun

rushing in

 melting

the frost

 

Open

to light

new Angels

take hold

Rebuilding

my past

 the future

remolds

 

All dread in

the mirror

now turned to

the wall

My essence

unfrozen

and prescience

— rethawed

 

(The New Room: July, 2025)

  • Author: Kurt Philip Behm (Offline Offline)
  • Published: July 19th, 2025 12:40
  • Category: Unclassified
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  • sorenbarrett

    The message well sent with the mirror turned to the wall. Nicely done



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