In Song
With prose,
I saw only with two eyes
and wrote with either hand
With poetry,
my eyes and hands were abandoned
leaving only my heart
While in the distance played a lyric,
freeing what my written words
could never unchain
And in that instant
when I first heard its melody
my heart was carried away,
—in song
(Villanova Pennsylvania: August, 2016)
Copyright © Kurt Philip Behm | Year Posted 2016
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