Touching The Flame Poem by Kurt Philip Behm

Touching The Flame

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No formula or numbers
as Albert had deigned

The greatest of mysteries
we share one domain

From outside he struggled
to bend back the truth

From inside I journey
its paradox loose

To him it was relative
to me more sublime

That thing we both search for
—the essence of time

(Villanova Pennsylvania: August,2018)

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