Fairytale’s Echo

The following is a musical fusion to Solar System, a track from Ether, the stunning new album by SizzleBird. You can purchase it here. Fairytale’s Echo has been published in All of Me Vol. VI, courtesy of Shadow Spark Publishing. 

Listen to Fairytale’s Echo by Richard Charles Stevens

Listen to Solar System by SizzleBird

i imagine myself
as a child
barely five
quite the picture of health
with the widest blue eyes
not a care in the world
no restraint to my smile
as the petals unfurl
to my brave heart’s wild flower

i dash to the tower
that faces due north
empowered to walk a more jubilant course
of course, this could all be illusion
my thoughts falling short to confusion

would it not be unusual to set a grand scene
see the truest blue skies
and the woods through kind trees
i look down to my knees
and they dimple to please
pure and simple
i breathe my concede

not to the whispering knell’s false decree
as it kisses to tell what it’s taking from me
my pale lips they swell
for a taste less deceased
than the waiver of faith
to the death of me seen
through the eyes of a dreamer
unstitched at the seams

my heart
it beats faster
with each sweeping glance
of the stream i advance
with the breeze as my lance
there’s a tree
unembarked
in the deep of the vale
it bleeds tears from its bark
and they weep to unveil
all the secrets inside
as i cling to the trail
while the blackbird sings
sweetly at peak of its sail

i imagine myself
as a child
barely five
quite the picture of health
with the widest blue eyes
not a care in the world
no restraint to my smile
as the petals unfurl
to my brave heart’s wild flower

i dash to the towering tree
atop which
sits a castle unseen
lest that be through the eyes
of a child
barely five
with a dream
hide and go seek
seems delightfully twee
and reminds me of me
when my wide eyes perceived
a more jubilant scene

there are acorns and chestnuts
red maple leaves dressed up
as kings and queens dreamt up
to lead the siesta
i’m pleased that i kept up
with childlike abandon
relieved that i stepped up
to see the tree standing
my eager companion
for in-between rambling
foreseen of the child within me
now upstanding
every branch has a hand in the shaping of dreams
as i wade through the stream
in a fever romantic

i imagine her there
as a child
barely five
quite the sight to declare
with the daintiest stride
not a care in the world
no restraint to beguile
as the petals unfurl
to her brave heart’s wild flower

i gaze at her reflection
with the widest blue eyes
and imagine an affectionate wealth of new highs
as we climb to the treetop
to marvel sea view
with the spread of a peacock in spiralling bloom
in the sweet spot
a child
barely five
might resume
from the kind of sweet dreams
dreamed for two

i imagine myself
as a child
barely five
quite the picture of health
with the widest blue eyes
not a care in the world
no restraint to my smile
as the petals unfurl
to my brave heart’s wild flower

Richard Charles Stevens

Keeper of The Crimson Quill

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