In This Magic
The older
I get
the simpler
it seems
Each day
growing freer
divorced from
my dreams
Each year
brings the seasons
of Summer
through Spring
And months
in transition
new changes
they bring
The answers
I chased for
those questions
I asked
Rest quietly
dormant
in the future
and past
As time
now a mistress
no longer
a wife
My world’s
come full circle
in this magic
— called life
(Dreamsleep: May, 2025)
Copyright © Kurt Philip Behm | Year Posted 2025
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