Roses
of the unborn
planted in
my childhood
Blooming
not once
but forever
in my memory
Blooming
not once
rediscovered
in my longing
Petals
of transcendence
falling softly
— out of time
(Deamsleep: August, 2026)
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Author:
Kurt Philip Behm (
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Comments2
Beautiful Kurt and it touches close to what is real. Well done my friend
Always appreciate you comments.
Always my pleasure my friend
What a gorgeous piece, Kurt. Memory, longing, childhood, and transcendence all come together here in such a gentle way...nothing feels forced, just quietly eternal. Really loved this one, my friend. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
Thanks. I enjoyed writing it.
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