Time Untethered Poem by Kurt Philip Behm

My verse begins
where logic ends

Escape its mission
new light to bend

The easy answer
the convenient close

Now left to others
by others chose

Each phrase a path
that leads inside

Beyond where dogma
schemed and lied

A light there shines
unto itself

By grace of nothing
above all else

The music starts
once halfway in

To cleanse your mind
of lies and whim

Words join each note
to dance in song

All time untethered
—from right or wrong

(Villanova Pennsylvania: February,2019)