Orphaning Winds Poem by Kurt Philip Behm

Orphaning Winds



Changing with each season,
voices come and go
what's lost undreamed, ourselves demeaned,
in search of the unknown

Naked and left wanting,
fortune sires myth
impregnating its mystery
—with tales of the abyss


(Dreamsleep: October,2021)

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