The Moment Self Taught Poem by Kurt Philip Behm

Those times I was distant,
those times spent alone

Those times I spent searching,
so far from the throne

Those times when I questioned,
the questions I asked

Those times never answered,
those times that contrast

Those times that were gifted,
those times that were not

Those times that were frozen,
those times that were hot

Those times I spent chasing,
myself being sought

Those times an illusion,
—the moment self taught

(Villanova Pennsylvania: June,2017)