Your Memory Poem by Kurt Philip Behm

Now, more than ever,
my thoughts regale,
the years as yeast,
new spirits rise

Now, more than ever,
my woods on fire,
old feelings simmer,
my breath to stoke

Now, more than ever,
I walk alone,
my words returning,
time destroyed

Now, more than ever,
I live within,
as verses buried
reach out to call

Now, more than ever,
I look straight back,
and seize the magic
my eyes had missed

Now, more than ever,
I call your name,
the promise wakens
—your memory sings

(Villanova Pennsylvania: February,2020)