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Listen to Her Grace by Richard Charles Stevens (Free Flow Suite)

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She became
Nature in motion
.
With not a word spoken
Her heart came wide open
Fractures aside
Was a far cry from broken
Hope her first prize
And all else mere token
Such was the turn of mind chosen
.
There was a time
When her smile was endangered
Life appeared little but fickle acquaintance
Liberally given
Straightforwardly taken
A waltz and a dream
From which she’d reawaken
Alone and disowned
Of the joy long forsaken
Lonely road forth
With remorse as her raiment
Yet her eyes
Were some way from vacant
Her eyes
Were some way from vacant
(Taken)
.
She became
Nature in motion
.
Famed for unchanging devotion
She became
Nature in motion
Famed for unchanging devotion
She became
Nature in motion
Famed for unchanging devotion
She became
Nature in motion
(Motion)
Famed for unchanging devotion
(Motion)
She became
Nature in motion
(Motion)
.
For all she had faced
She retained the same grace
Such was innate
To a native of faith
When the day came
To remain
Through the storm
Hers were the eyes
Of reliable source
Silently paused
Whereby violently torn
She defied each subsidence forewarned
Scaled the same walls
Which had formerly stifled
Found that within
Long since formally titled
Life to this point
Had seemed awkward recital
Thus she endorsed its revival
(Revival)
.
With not a contrivance
Her heart came wide open
No gimmick to mimic
Each limit unbroken
Hope was her lyric
And all else unspoken
Such was the gift she had chosen
Such was the gift she had chosen
Such was the gift she had chosen
(Emotion)
.
Famed for unchanging devotion
(Emotion)
She became
Nature in motion
(Emotion)
Famed for unchanging devotion
(Devotion)
She became
Nature in motion
(Motion)
.
She became
Nature in motion
.
A living exhibit
Of all things exquisite
Many of course
Would have deemed her complicit
Labelled her false
When discourse was explicit
Wished her divorced
From the source of her spirit
Taking by force
Every morsel prolific
Left her exhausted
Too worn to admit it
Fooled into thinking
The storm hit to sink her
Taught then contrary
With nary a whimper
.
With not a word spoken
This vocal free thinker
Was potently thunder
In cloak of a whisper
Quietly brave
She retained the same grace
Innate faith
A far cry from broken
.
Famed for unchanging devotion
(Devotion)
She became
Nature in motion
(An ocean)
Famed for unchanging devotion
(Emotion)
She became
Nature in motion
(Devotion)
.
Famed for unchanging devotion
(Emotion)
She became
Nature in motion
(Emotion)
Famed for unchanging devotion
(Devotion)
She became
Nature in motion
(In motion)
.
Hope was her first prize
And thus she remained
When the day came to wake to life chosen
With not a word spoken
Her heart came wide open
And she became
Nature in motion
.
(She became)
.
She became
Nature in motion
(Emotion)
.
A living exhibit
Of all things exquisite
Many of course
Would have deemed her complicit
Labelled her false
When discourse was explicit
Wished her divorced
From the source of her spirit
Taking by force
Every morsel prolific
Left her exhausted
Too worn to admit it
Fooled into thinking
The storm hit to sink her
Taught then contrary
With nary a whimper
.
Famed for unchanging devotion
She became
Nature in motion
(She became
Nature in motion)
She became
Nature in motion
(Motion)
.
Bring it back now
Come on
Let’s do it
.
Famed for unchanging devotion
She became
Nature in motion
Famed for unchanging devotion
She became
Nature in motion
.
Famed for unchanging devotion
(Emotion)
She became
Nature in motion
(Emotion)
Famed for unchanging devotion
(Emotion)
She became
Nature in motion
(Devotion)
.
Famed for unchanging devotion
(Emotion)
She became
Nature in motion
(Emotion)
Famed for unchanging devotion
(Devotion)
She became
Nature in motion
(Devotion)
.
With not a word spoken
(Devotion)
Her heart came wide open
(Devotion)
Fractures aside
(Devotion)
Was a far cry from broken
(Devotion)
Hope her first prize
(Devotion)
And all else mere token
(Devotion)
Such was the turn of mind chosen
(Such was the turn of mind chosen)
(Emotion)
.
For all she had faced
She retained the same grace
Such was innate
To a native of faith
When the day came
To remain
Through the storm
Hers were the eyes
Of reliable source
Silently paused
Whereby violently torn
She defied each subsidence forewarned
Scaled the same walls
Which had formerly stifled
Found that within
Long since formally titled
Life to this point
Had seemed awkward recital
Thus she endorsed its revival
.
With not a contrivance
Her heart came wide open
No gimmick to mimic
Each limit unbroken
Hope was her lyric
And all else unspoken
Such was the gift she had chosen
.

Richard Charles Stevens

Keeper of The Crimson Quill

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