Death
begets a birthing
The cycle
to repeat
Its journey
long and twisted
Meandering
like a creek
Death
starts out an infant
Learning first
to crawl
Arriving
at its end point
To answer
— natures call
(The New Room: September, 2026)
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Author:
Kurt Philip Behm (
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Comments4
Good write, much enjoyed
Much appreciated.
always welcome
Its all a circle and around and around we go. Nicely said Kurt
Thanks Man.
Most welcome
Kurt, what a profound reflection on mortality. Death becomes our lifelong companion, born alongside us and following the same winding course toward completion...dark, natural, and strangely peaceful. Outstanding write, my friend. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
Honored again, thanks.
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