My Spirit Unbound
Death once so foreign,
calls like a friend
Voice ever gentle,
heard at the end
Death once a nightmare,
dreams to impound
Now comes to free
—my spirit unbound
(Villanova Pennsylvania: July, 2017)
Copyright © Kurt Philip Behm | Year Posted 2017
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