Kurt Philip Behm Poet Rhyme

What Souls Hope To Find

An abundance of denial…
  your mind turns away
What spirit embraces,
  wealth hides and delays

        “The dignity of the old man
           in worn tattered clothes  
         Frayed pants covering high 
           button shoes, but not toes

         “He wanders among us
            just over the line
          As eyes fail to see
           what souls hope to find”
        
An elegance to rival
  your white tie and tails
Where life now stripped free
  of false richness—prevails

(Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2016)

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Kelli White February 19, 2019 at 8:57 PM Beautiful rise and fall of a mans life. Well done. Kurt Philip Behm February 19, 2019 at 9:01 PM Thanks so much, Kelli