His Arms

Kurt Philip Behm

In the end

there is only

one truth

 

In the end

one Voice

coming through

 

In the end

a chorus

of joy

 

In the end

His love

to employ

 

In the end

alone

with my thoughts

 

In the end

no longer

distraught

 

In the end

all fortune

beholds

 

In the end

His arms

— to enfold

 

(First Book Of Prayers: December, 2025)

 

 

  • Author: Kurt Philip Behm (Online Online)
  • Published: December 25th, 2025 13:49
  • Category: Unclassified
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  • sorenbarrett

    Nicely done Kurt in the end it is so whether he is God or death there is only that. Nicely said. Merry Christmas to you



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