Shadows On The Wall Poem by Kurt Philip Behm

Shadows On The Wall



How do we profess
what we can't understand

The very nature of this
takes on certain demands

If it's truly beyond
our ability to know

Something deeper is calling,
where thought cannot go

These walls that surround us,
this cave that we're in

False images dance,
Plato's fire burns thin

To truly cross over,
breaking free of its chains

We must turn our eyes inward
—to release and proclaim

(The Book Of Prayers: November,2020)

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David Paradine 08 November 2020

Like the line " false images dance" ..................very descriptive

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