Kurt Philip Behm Poet Rhyme

Just Out of Reach

Over the horizon
a harp is playing

Its call recurring,
its tone Divine

Beyond the swell,
a calm is waiting

Its breeze untethered
—to flow sublime

(Book Of Prayers: November, 2020)

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Caren Krutsinger November 18, 2020 at 11:51 AM I now hear harp music, so am going to take my cloud and float out to sea. Kurt Philip Behm November 18, 2020 at 12:26 PM Wave to me as you go by, Caren. :-)