The original version of Glance of The Night Heron has been published in All of Me Vol. VI, courtesy of Shadow Spark Publishing. Featured art is by Ohara Koson.
Listen to Is Glance of the Night Heron by Richard Charles Stevens (Club Foot Suite)
Listen to Club Foot by Kasabian
Every star in frameless hold
And if I may be quite so bold
A universe of worth untold aside
Voluminous the skies wherein reside
.
You give me the wings
Make them fly
And the most precious things
Are the diamonds I prize in thine eyes
.
Each sign of life offers clear line of sight
To the one true divine innovation
.
Each sign of life offers clear line of sight
To the one true divine innovation
.
Your light it guides
Electrifies
Each reconciled horizon
(Innovation)
The skyline swoops to kiss the earth
Concur of stardust splicing
(Innovation)
The virgin springs undress
Refreshed
By every blessèd gesture
(Innovation)
I wear you in the deepest part
Of heart upon my vesture
.
You give me the wings
Make them fly
And the most precious things
Are the diamonds I prize in thine eyes
.
Nothing to contest
Abreast of underlying fracture
Thus I kneel to shine thine bust
Remind thee of its stature
Unmatched is the splendour of a flower in full bloom
Kaleidoscopic room to timeless spaceless changeless view
.
You give me the wings
Make them fly
(Innovation)
And the most precious things
Are the diamonds I prize in thine eyes
(Innovation)
The most precious things
Are the diamonds I prize in thine eyes
.
Each self-believing smile contagious
Green mile travelled advantageous
Nothing callous
Nothing heinous
Reinventing constellations
.
Patient is the moon as it illuminates the heron’s glance
Replacing fear with music steeped of chance
.
You give me the wings
Make them fly
And the most precious things
Are the diamonds I prize in thine eyes
.
Thine eyes
.
Thine eyes
.
I wear you in the deepest part
Of heart upon lapel
Replenishing the diamond well
As sacred waters swell; Bejewelled
On altered course to northward chord
Disordered thoughts mere salt and sauce
I marvel thine unaltered form
While steady wealth of kisses live to tell
A tale of sweet reprise your eyes know well
.
You give me the wings
Make them fly
And the most precious things
Are the diamonds I prize in thine eyes
.
You are every tear I ever wept
The only secret my heart ever kept
.
You are every tear I ever wept
The only secret my heart ever kept
.
Richard Charles Stevens
Keeper of The Crimson Quill


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