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Kurt Philip Behm
Poems
Mar 2020
My Church
Flying above the torment and fray,
the blood drops from my wings
The scars I carry to remind,
the cost delivery brings
The clouds incumbent upon my soul,
their cover not to hide
But frame a backdrop of life ahead,
where on Angels wings I’ll ride
My time below and my time above,
both present in me now
As the essence calls from which I’m made,
to proclaim and shout aloud…
“I traveled the earth both far and wide,
its truth did I then search
“But wisdom came to me instead
—and there I made my church”
(Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2017)
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