Crazy Horse Calls

Kurt Philip Behm

Beyond my consciousness,

in stark relief

 

A place beyond reason,

all spirits unleash

 

Beyond my awareness,

I inherit the wind

 

Each breath I blow inward,

new endings begin

 

Religion, a concept,

that God can’t abide

 

Dogma a pretense,

where idolaters hide

 

In my dreams there’s a voice,

that comes unannounced

 

Its structure on fire,

new words unpronounced

 

Time but a weapon,

to use on the weak

 

Its measuring stick,

to never complete

 

One question—one answer,

for all that transpires

 

In primacy wrapped,

no logic hard wired

 

The years I’d spent looking,

those moments I’d waste

 

When deep from inside,

with subliminal grace

 

The great Crazy Horse calls,

chanting words once unknown

 

“Your vision has freed you,

—its voice now your own”

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: June, 2017)

 

 

 

Mightier Than The Sword

 

 

 

W.M.D.'s

 

Words of Mass Destruction...

 

choose yours wisely

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: June, 2017)

  • Author: Kurt Philip Behm (Offline Offline)
  • Published: June 22nd, 2017 11:18
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Comments4

  • FredPeyer

    I may be wrong, but what I see in your beautifully written poem is what is happening to all of us when we penn words with no idea where they came from. Now I know I only have to look for the "Crazy Horse"!

  • Kurt Philip Behm

    Thanks. We were all born with a 'vision' inside. Life's journey
    is about finding yours.

    I wrote a book years ago, 'Searching For Crazy Horse,' about my
    40-year ride (by motorcycle) through the Rocky Mountain West.
    After several years I heard this voice in my ear. Someone was riding
    on the bike behind me.

    Once I opened up to that voice, everything changed. I spent a lot of
    time at Pine Ridge (Oglala Reservation the size of Connecticut), in
    South Dakota while writing the book.

    That bike (96 Goldwing) now has 180k miles on it. I'm due back in the
    mountains in six weeks.

    🙂

    Kurt

  • Heather T

    Another gem! I always enjoy your work.

    • Kurt Philip Behm

      Thanks, Heather. Always great to hear from you.

      Kurt

    • Goldfinch60

      Very good write may Crazy Horse always be with you.



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