Of Tenderness Charmed has been published in All of Me Vol. IV, courtesy of Shadow Spark Publishing.
Listen to Of Tenderness Charmed by Richard Charles Stevens (Changing Suite)
Listen to Changing by Sigma feat. Paloma Faith
life can be cruel
thus i choose to be kind
search for the good within all human kind
live for today so tomorrow can find me
leave myself clues in the hope they’ll remind me
alter my course and then venture forth blindly
spare sparing thoughts for all those who despise me
life can be cruel
thus i choose to act kindly
incline to the true blue inside me
.
should i make friends
then i do so for keeps
always remember
the world seldom sleeps
never assume i possess all the answers
even foredoomed
take the share of my chances
breathe the clean air upon leading advance
dare to be different
considered of heart
leave trails of breadcrumbs in each piece of art
do so of tenderness charmed
.
speak to the many with chosen few words
seek to enrapture through chapter and verse
something for nothing and nothing perverse
not one for bluffing
of cunning averse
such is forthcoming when numbing our senses
asking attack as to where best defence is
suddenly life takes on different complexion
little but object of lesser affection
should i make friends
then i do so for keeps
such is my chosen direction
.
life can be cruel
thus i choose to be kind
search for the good within all human kind
live for today so tomorrow can find me
leave myself clues in the hope they’ll remind me
alter my course and then venture forth blindly
spare sparing thoughts for all those who despise me
life can be cruel
thus i choose to act kindly
incline to the true blue inside me
life can be cruel
thus i choose to act kindly
incline to the true blue inside me
.
life can be cruel
thus i choose to be kind
leave all the anal retention behind
search for the good within all human kind
make the vows true blue hearts bind
we may not speak for a week month or year
yet through words like these
we are never more near
said at the start
i’d be true real sincere
every last artery crystalline clear
so much we say can be misunderstood
but i have blind faith
one fine day we’ll come good
.
look through the trees to the spellbinding wood
rise from our knees and release mourner’s hood
should we make friends
we should make them for keeps
populate shouldn’t with reasons we should
build the foundations
remain forward facing
embracing with grace every dream famed for chasing
enemies translating friends for the making
this is how we tend to reawaken
.
life is less cruel
when we choose to be kind
search for the good within all human kind
all of us fall
the cool trick is to rise
put out the call
deny cruel to be kind
should we make friends
then for keeps not pretend
we have and hold something unique to no end
.
dare to be different
considered of heart
feast on the breadcrumbs in each piece of art
reach for the skies and make prize of the stars
do so of tenderness charmed
and maybe just maybe with blind faith unchanging
the world is right here
in our palm
the world is right here
in our palm
.
life is less cruel
when we choose to be kind
search for the good within all human kind
all of us fall
the cool trick is to rise
put out the call
deny cruel to be kind
should we make friends
then for keeps not pretend
we have and hold something unique to no end
.
look through the trees to the spellbinding wood
rise from our knees and release mourner’s hood
should we make friends
we should make them for keeps
populate shouldn’t with reasons we should
build the foundations
remain forward facing
embracing with grace every dream famed for chasing
enemies translating friends for the making
this is how we tend to reawaken
.
dare to be different
considered of heart
feast on the breadcrumbs in each piece of art
reach for the skies and make prize of the stars
do so of tenderness charmed
and maybe just maybe with blind faith unchanging
the world is right here
in our palm
.
the world is right here
in our palm
do so of tenderness charmed
maybe just maybe with blind faith unchanging
the world is right here
in our palm
.
Richard Charles Stevens
Keeper of The Crimson Quill
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live for today so tomorrow can find me
leave myself clues in the hope they’ll remind me
“should we make friends
then for keeps not pretend
we have and hold something unique to no end
dare to be different
considered of heart
feast on the breadcrumbs in each piece of art
reach for the skies and make prize of the stars
do so of tenderness charmed
and maybe, just maybe, with blind faith unchanging
the world is right here
in our palm”
This piece is gorgeous and drives to a powerful heart-filling ending. Your gift is precious, Richard. It is to be cherished always. Thank you for such beauty. Our world needs it.
You know, I forget the last time I actually existed here in the comments tab for any longer than a few seconds. For as much as we all need to hear nice things about something we place our hearts and souls into, I suffer from the same mortal affliction as we all do. Taking a compliment is not an easy deal. That being said, it leads to the very queasiest of feels. Every time words are placed here, alongside whichever piece of art I have shared, they mean most. And, after six years of plying my trade, I finally feel at home responding to such praise with the warm glow it has provided me.
Our world does need beauty. And I am eternally honoured that you see my art as such.
*hugs and smiles*
“live for today so tomorrow can find me
leave myself clues in the hope they’ll remind me”
Love this piece set to lyrical song! Today this is really the tonic I needed to read before I explode. Having a moment and need to find calm so living for today and not thinking about tomorrow is key to coping.
Absolutely. I’m overjoyed that this provided a much-needed tonic after the whole hospital debacle the other day. May your today be utterly spectacular.
The hospital in Silent Hill would offer a far better service. Providing I have a rubber torch with loose bulb connection. Bernie’s turn for treatment today and reading this has calmed me down within this stark waiting room.
“look through the trees to the spellbinding wood
rise from our knees and release mourner’s hood”
What a stunning visual that section alone has planted in my mind. As said above, this song sums up everything about you and how you stand with people, the world. Truly divine 🌟