The Artist’s Branches

The original version of The Artist’s Branches has been published in All of Me Vol. IV, courtesy of Shadow Spark Publishing.

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I am me
And can only be me
I believe
And can only believe
I can see
Through the eye deep inside me
I can feel
With the heart beating wildly
I can love
And be loved in return
I feel blessed by each lesson in turn
I am me
Can be no other way
I’m a tree
In the wild
Standing brave

I hurt sometimes
I cry sometimes
Sometimes I feel alone
Even in a crowded room
I can be on my own
Sometimes it can seem like I’m so far away from home
Others charmed to bask in shade where stars parade their glow
Blessèd is the essence that I measure next address with
See me true and you will never once need to request it
Even if you don’t
This is your view and I respect it
Quietly I’ll love you at safe range

If I say I am your friend
Then on this you may depend
If I love at the commencement
We’ll be snuggled come the end
Even those who claim themselves my enemies
Are friends to me
Hate has no place slated
Since negated providentially
Matters not how oft we speak
How many peaks and troughs achieved
Shall offer up a piece of me
To those who see me ceaselessly

No condition to this gift
Even if the river splits
It will always be my wish
To see you soar
I’m a Lion
Hear me roar
Of kindly face
Of mighty brave
And if you asked
Inclined to say
I wouldn’t have it any other way

I am me
And can only be me
I believe
And can only believe
I can see
Through the eye deep inside me
I can feel
With the heart beating wildly
I can love
And be loved in return
I feel blessed by each lesson in turn
I am me
Can be no other way
I’m a tree
In the wild
Standing brave

I can change
Have the capacity for such
Reflect daily on humanity and such
If pain outweighs the gain
Then I may smile and say enough
But that will never change the way I love
Friends can come into our lives at any given moment
Some of them will leave the way they came
Give me feeling over numbness and I will freely own it
Even if I bleed along the way

Am I flawless
Heavens no
Not to say that I am broken
But I know my imperfections one and all
However I never once endeavour to hide them
For they’re my leather clad shield and my trident
I cannot change to suit the expectations of the many
But I can change the world for chosen few
Friendship is the key
The only kindness shaped as tree
The only tideless shapeless sea
I wish to sail

The river is the soul you see
Its rhythm
Ebb and flow unique
It lives and breathes
It peeps
It shows
Added belief
Serendipity grows

Be my friend
To no end
And I’ll go to lengths as endless
Just the same
Nothing make pretend
And no agenda to offend at later date
Good things come to those who wait
If only seen true all the way
Then I foresee no boundaries to what friendship translates
Connection
Pure and simple
No great science
Nothing fitful
Clear as crystalline when loyalty outreaches pitfall
Thus I motion the acquittal of dreams long imprisoned
And smile my widest smile
When saddled up to straddle schism

The brain is a remarkable piece of equipment
The heart beats anew when becalmed in its rhythm
The soul is a mystery
For us to blow a kiss or three
And this is why my lips whisper ellipsis so consistently
For we can flip the script and prefit anything we wish to be

I am me
And can only be me
I believe
And can only believe
I can see
Through the eye deep inside me
I can feel
With the heart beating wildly
I can love
And be loved in return
I feel blessed by each lesson in turn
I am me
Can be no other way
I’m a tree
In the wild
Standing brave

Richard Charles Stevens

Keeper of The Crimson Quill

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