New Horizons
As a poet it pays
to travel around
And visit new words
in verse still unfound
The time and the place
you hold in your hand
To barter the truth
as beauty withstands
As a poet it’s wise
to cross every line
To scale every mountain
with peaks still to climb
The muse of a traveler
when strange and unknown
Your spirit set free
—the horizon your home
(Dreamsleep: June, 2023)
Copyright © Kurt Philip Behm | Year Posted 2023
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