One day beyond mourning, a new sun to shine
a promise remade, not a cloud in the sky
One day beyond mourning, your spirit still warm
your flesh now at rest, on the hill past the barn
One day beyond mourning, the bed sheets unfold
your shadow uncovered, and now mine to hold
One day beyond mourning, the sun in my eyes
new words in my heart—a mockingbird cries
One day beyond mourning, my soul free to roam
your paintings surround me, among them I’m home
One day beyond mourning, I walk to the field
our blanket still hanging, the oak that concealed
One day beyond mourning, I reset my sights
the day I’ll rejoin you, that heavenly flight
One day beyond mourning, all will broken free
my name on the wind—as you call out to me
(Villanova Pennsylvania: September, 2016)
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Kurt Philip Behm (
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Brings tears to my eyes.
Thank you so much. I lost a lifelong friend this week and thought about what
I need to say before I lose anyone else.
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