My Hope Poem by Kurt Philip Behm

My Hope



With chaos on my doorstep,
reasoning befalls

With heartache as my calling card,
love though distant calls

All questions left unanswered,
with time their holy grail

As seasons march to heavens step
—my hope to then prevail

(Dreamsleep: June,2019)

Saturday, June 1, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: hope
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