Basilica of The Sacred Heart (Modern Love Suite)

The original version of Basilica of The Sacred Heart has been published in All of Me Vol. IV, courtesy of Shadow Spark Publishing.

Listen to Basilica of The Sacred Heart by Richard Charles Stevens (Modern Love Suite)

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Our widened eyes first met
Upon the hallowed steps of chance
Beneath the venerated spire
Admired through fleeting glance
No retreat to beat advance
Faith unseated
Weaving yarn
Darning dream from darling scene
To bid proceed with mystic charm
.
Upon the hallowed steps of chance
Two bleeding hearts made sacred vow
.
To nevermore resign of inner calm
.
To find forevermore in wingèd arms
.
Time appeared to fall away
Before the gushing waterway
Across the way in plume of spray
To left and right our comrades laid
Lion hearts on mounts displayed
To further tout the boundless frame
Farther out than wildest dream
This scene we set of winding streams
Its theme bedecked in evergreen devout
.
Upon the hallowed steps of chance
Two bleeding hearts made sacred vow
.
To find forevermore in wingèd arms
.
The greatest love of all loves known
Was known then
In an instant
Learned souls omniscient
Entirely coexistent
.
In enrichment of the mortal coils of which we had outgrown
This was single vision
This was infinite provision
These were breaths in woven ribbon
And the death of woes forbidden
This was nevermore unwritten
This was home
.
The only home our souls had ever known
.
Soaring the abiding skies
Exploring ways to greater rise
Reprise safe flight with faith divine to decimate dividing line
.
Had we harboured grave designs
The candelabra would have died
Instead its flame gained altitude
With scope to broadest latitude
Each hopeful dream then realized
Through widened eyes of gratitude
No reason for a parachute
No cause for bourgeois attitude
Just solitary treasured bloom
Measureless in magnitude
.
Insecure to no degree
For we were both seen and believed
Sacred hearts of two reprieved from deep internal bleeds obscene
.
Had neither been so keen to dream
Then neither would have woken
This woven ribbon
Would have been forbidden
In the moment
Instead we rose akin to Griffon
Learned souls omniscient
Entirely coexistent
Undeniably enriching
.
No retreat to beat advance
Faith unseated
Weaving yarn
Darning dream from darling scene
To bid proceed with mystic charm
Ours was single vision
Ours was infinite provision
Ours was nevermore unwritten
The Basilica
And very simply home
.
The only home our souls had ever known
.
Our widened eyes first met
Upon the hallowed steps of chance
Beneath the venerated spire
Admired through fleeting glance
No retreat to beat advance
Faith unseated
Weaving yarn
Darning dream from darling scene
To bid proceed with mystic charm
.
Upon the hallowed steps of chance
Two bleeding hearts made sacred vow
.
To nevermore resign of inner calm
.
To find forevermore in wingèd arms
.

Richard Charles Stevens

Keeper of The Crimson Quill

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