Soul Unrehearsed Poem by Kurt Philip Behm

Soul Unrehearsed



All life is a poem,
new stanza each day

The questions unreasoned,
leaves fall where they may

My story in long hand,
the seasons in verse

Discovery my Muse,
—with soul unrehearsed

(Villanova Pennsylvania: April,2017)

Thursday, April 20, 2017
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