Kurt Philip Behm Poet Rhyme

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)

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