Listen to We Are Phoenix by Richard Charles Stevens

Listen to The Duel by Volkor X

The Utopian facade
Is not so
The paradise we seek
Exists
Nirvana is a state of mind
Eden where the whispers of a long forgotten faith reside
Zion a longing as deep as it’s wide
To belong with the mystics
To keep them inside

Precious few speak
Of the ultimate form
As this sleeping dog lies
Beneath cloak of the normal
No formal introduction
Is supplied upon commencement
Indeed, we halt production
Of the inner sight to prize such wise investment
Testament to wealth of under utilized potential

Need to read between the lines
To scrutinize the stencil
Trace the tracks of tears back
To the years when fears were deemed inconsequential
Find that instrumental
To the redefine of realized essentials
Realign the wires
Redesign minds
To inspire the monumental

The Utopian facade
Is not so
The paradise we seek
Exists
Nirvana is a state of mind
Eden where the whispers of a long forgotten faith reside
Zion a longing as deep as it’s wide
To belong with the mystics
To keep them inside

Imagine
All the things
You wish to be
And check your history
Great many may not be tremendous mystery
Take a pardoned ramble
To the garden of remembrance
Where all the things
We wish to be
Insist that we remember them

Reach into the embers
And search for the burn
That makes sense to be tended
With fervor to learn
No further need venture
Than heart of the blaze
To relay the adventures
Embarked on as braves
Hereby discerning the ultimate form
For a Phoenix resides
Beneath cloak of the normal

The Utopian facade
Is not so
The paradise we seek
Exists
Nirvana is a state of mind
Eden where the whispers of a reawakened faith reside
Zion a basin as deep as it’s wide
To belong with the mystics
To mine deep inside
Where we each keep a secret divine
We are Phoenix
And famed be our rise

Reach into the embers
And search for the burn
That makes sense to be tended
With fervor to learn
No further need venture
Than heart of the blaze
To relay the adventures
Embarked on as braves
Hereby discerning the ultimate form
For a Phoenix resides
Beneath cloak of the normal

The Utopian facade
Is not so
The paradise we seek
Exists
Nirvana is a state of mind
Eden where the whispers of a reawakened faith reside
Zion a basin as deep as it’s wide
To belong with the mystics
To mine deep inside
Where we each keep a secret divine
We are Phoenix
And famed be our rise

Richard Charles Stevens

Keeper of The Crimson Quill

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