The Ancestral Pen
when passing down
to heirs apparent
is thus endowed
Its ink distilling
what time cannot
a legacy willing
what can’t be bought
The Ancestral Pen
rewrites the tome
of generations
that sat the throne
From voices distant
to voices near
the torch is passed
— the future clear
(The New Room: December, 2025)
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Author:
Kurt Philip Behm (
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Kurt, this is a quiet meditation on legacy done right. You let lineage speak through action and transmission rather than grandeur. The poem feels less about power and more about stewardship, and that choice makes it linger. Strong work. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
Thanks, exactly my intent.
You are most welcome, my friend!
The passing down of anything is something to be treasured and I have often thought that the passing down extends to those genes that can not be stolen or taken by the unworthy. I hear that here is where the ancestral pen is passed down not just in the paper and pen itself or left documents and writings. Very nice Kurt
Amen. Thanks Soren.
My pleasure Kurt
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