Garden Path Poem by Kurt Philip Behm
Garden Path
How do you balance
the kind and the cruel
The good and the bad
of life's golden rule
As reason pulls tightly,
treason pulls back
Living in conflict,
together intact
Tragic, comedic,
while often as both
Angels and Demons
commingle betrothed
A savior, destroyer,
calling our name
A garden of riches
—caught in the flames
(Haverford College: February,2021)
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