Virgin Mornings Poem by Kurt Philip Behm

Virgin Mornings

From darkness rose
the light of time
Reborn each day
from Eastern climes

In shadows wake
our future's swim
Cross lakes of fire
toward Adam's hymn

Repeat, repeat
new endings start
Redemption flames
with nature's spark

As echoes answer
in voices new
Virgin mornings
— bid night adieu

(Dreamsleep: December,2024)

Monday, December 16, 2024
Topic(s) of this poem: voices
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