Transformed Divine Poem by Kurt Philip Behm

Transformed Divine



Reading for inspiration
and not for fact

The words paint a picture
in my mind

Like dominoes falling
one by one

They rise from the page
to remind

My fingers enliven
and start to draw

A vivid story
new image sublime

All colors reborn,
as each word is set free

The ink now transformed
—and divine

(Villanova Pennsylvania: June,2016)

Wednesday, August 29, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: inspiration
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