The Last Chant Poem by Kurt Philip Behm
The Last Chant
The one answer left to me
is captured in verse
Old roadmap destroyed
old play unrehearsed
The light becomes blocked
as it shines from without
Its story an old one
its warmth left in doubt
The road to this moment
paved over in verse
Its bedrock a question
an inner rebirth
My eyes closing tightly
the last chant has begun
Past-future in ruins
as within—I become
(Villanova Pennsylvania: June,2018)
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