Winged Victory Poem by Kurt Philip Behm

Winged Victory



You'll never find out who you are
among those things you lack

You'll never find a greater mask
than a mirror looking back

You'll never find the answer to,
as questions pass you by

You'll never catch that rising star
—until you learn to fly

(Dreamsleep: April,2021)

Saturday, April 17, 2021
Topic(s) of this poem: april,mirror,star
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