My Heart To Rest
While not belonging anywhere,
beholden then to none
I spread me seeds upon the land,
and let my spirit run
I cast my lot into the air,
direction, fate be known
And far beyond prevailing winds
—my heart to rest atoned
(Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2017)
Copyright © Kurt Philip Behm | Year Posted 2019
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