Prophet Of Time Poem by Kurt Philip Behm

You belong to the lyric,
you give life the words

You belong where before you did not,
you most need to be heard

You belong to the meaning,
you stare into the dark

You belong to what's not of this world,
you rechristen the stark

You belong to what's promised,
you the master of rhyme

You belong to the choices you've made,
you the prophet of time

You belong to the morning,
you emblazon the night

You belong to those voices that call,
—you belong to the light

(Villanova Pennsylvania: May,2017)