Home Verse (Requiem Remix)

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Listen to Home Verse by Richard Charles Stevens (Requiem Remix)

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there exists a brave new world
afar not from our own
where endless time and space unfurls
forevermore to roam
a place bereft of suffering
resting place for weary bones
here they are not requisite
to see the flowers grow

no deficit emotional
no benefits negotiable
no pleasure unapproachable
no measure unbeknownst
this is where the souls reside
at such time as annulled from life
where they lie still; in deep rest bide
to testify of home

should we be abreast of lives
foregoing of our own
should déjà vu request confide
then best this timeless prize enthrone
for here on earth our flesh decays
while hopes and dreams are sped away
if only to authenticate
that we’re some way from home

there exists a brave new world
afar not from our own
where endless time and space unfurls
forevermore to roam
a place bereft of suffering
resting place for weary bones
for here they are not requisite
to see the flowers grow

no deficit emotional
no benefits negotiable
no pleasure unapproachable
no measure unbeknownst
this is where the souls reside
at such time as annulled from life
where they lie still; in deep rest bide
to testify of home

each time we rest to meditate
we venture forth unknown
in doing so we elevate
to waking skies far flown
rising mists blow kisses as we soar the ether free of ache
across the galilean lakes
to where the river flows
the dreams, in kind, we generate
tomorrows bind to yesterdays
while spirits high accelerate
to see the flowers grow

first we must dare to be seen
truly for who we declare is the key
seek our own truth
be prepared to believe
every sense when requesting our leave
once we redeem long lost esteem
so often thieved by selves
we’re better dressed to acquiesce
famed quests to
brave new worlds

no deficit emotional
no benefits negotiable
no pleasure unapproachable
no measure unbeknownst
this is where the souls reside
at such time as annulled from life
where they lie still; in deep rest bide
to testify of home

testify of home
testify of home
testify of home
testify of home
testify of home
testify of home
testify of home
testify of home
testify of home

there exists a brave new world
afar not from our own
where endless time and space unfurls
forevermore to roam
a place bereft of suffering
resting place for weary bones
here they are not requisite
to see the flowers grow

nevermore forbidden taste
such given not to mortal waste
domain bereft of suffering
for weary bones a secret place
herein we learn to decorate
the flowers in our bones
if only to authenticate
that we have made it home

there exists a brave new world
afar not from our own
where endless time and space unfurls
forevermore to roam
a place bereft of suffering
resting place for weary bones
here they are not requisite
to see the flowers grow

Richard Charles Stevens

Keeper of The Crimson Quill

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