Spirit Runs Poem by Kurt Philip Behm

Spirit Runs



I write from a place
that's old, endowed

With brass left tarnished
and cobwebs spun

All time unsheltered,
where thoughts conceive

The truth reborn,
—and spirit runs

(Villanova Pennsylvania: May,2017)

Thursday, May 11, 2017
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