80 Quotes by Kurt Philip Behm

And wander esoteric into notions barred to them

Envy is a curse with the darkest shadow / Its yearning left unsettled in a greenish cast / Jealousy its evil twin beyond veracity purview / Coveting the burning torches —of all darkness past.

A warrior’s tears blood from above, his fury unleashed in a most perfect love. Though few understand it a life heaven loaned, dying immortal.

Jazz without melody, / an arm with no hand / A heart without blood / —a sea with no land.

Marking time in present tense old memories left to rust. The past a distant reverie its truth beyond my trust. Looking straight into the sun my eyes reopen wide. A last reflection staring back remembrance so divine.

Your steak is still raw chewed right to the bone the banter around you.

I do and don’t believe in God, / at exactly the same time / A paradox like the Trinity, / an unwritten verse that rhymes / I feel him inside me with every step, / while knowing he’s not there / I carry his joy within my heart, / though reason not to share / A metaphysical oxymoron, / incomprehensibly proclaimed / And while science tears him limb from limb / —I still call out his name.

Only through the act of self-reflection — is the Creator truly known

The steak is served raw Chewed right to the bone The banter around you Seems damning at best