Forty Days of Night (Bach To Me Suite)

This arrangement of Forty Days of Night pays homage to Bach To Me (An Eat Life Back To Basics Remix) by Under’core.

Listen to Forty Days of Night by Richard Charles Stevens (Bach To Me Suite)

calling all occupants of planet earth to scatter seed
and have a word with every nagging burden courting travesty
.
calling all occupants of planet earth to scatter seed
and have a word with every nagging burden courting travesty
.
beneath the veil
the inkwell bled
the word farewell to parchment sped
red wine of disclosure spilled
to all of those who wished him ill
the mystic quill within his palm
had been accused of wishing harm
his heart had sunken at the news
the drunken lies of lips that mused
of ways to prove dishonesty
and other crude atrocities
beneath the veil
the inkwell bled
eschewed of tenebrosity
his life seemed way too short for animosity
while all he thought was fraught with curiosity
besides to seek divorce from deep remorse
relieved his thoughts wherein he sought
to glean the source of purest prophecy
he sought to glean the source of purest prophecy
a sentiment more meant to be than lost on he
.
painting fresh horizons on the parchment of the ages
breathing light and shade into the heart of fraying pages
keeping night and day au fait as every cycle changes
vital as the signs of life delighted as i made it
disinclined to mankind’s wish to prize miseducation
redefined of altitude through gratitude’s persuasion
praising favour’s latitude as avenues are flavoured
with the appetite to heighten each occasion
.
the blackest night
had long since passed
since vessel sailed at halfway mast
to distant tides through waters calmed
in honour of the fallen
thus while the skies were overcast
his measured breath contested last
at death’s request
the inkwell bled
still life became his calling
.
ill-timed demise
nowise the prize
hereby assigned
the sight to write
to fight for light
find shade to braid
revitalise
the beta waves
to die for art
with wild and brave
to bleed true heart
beneath the veil
to lift his reddened palms and say
i wish to see no harm prevail
.
to live and breathe deliberately
inkwell bled felicitously
wishing only to negate to hate
relate to open space
appropriate to tone and shade
of love felt unconditionally
.
to die for art
with wild and brave
would shine a light
through rising waves
enticing rays of hope afloat
with eyes ablaze the poet wrote
admiring gaze
unbroken flow
devising ways for broken bones to go for broke abiding pain
remain the night and heal
.
this hiding place a space to thrive
reminding braves to take a dive
in blindest faith a dying race can find a way to feel
the mystic quill within his palm
the word farewell crossed out
the scribe then wept the treasured tears
sincerely blessed devout
.
farther and farther
the artist’s mind scatters
disproving theory
that nothing really matters
calling all occupants of planet earth to scatter seed
and have a word with every nagging burden courting travesty
.
crowning the majesty of nature at its wildest
from crow’s nest to badger’s dene
some way from mortal harness
farther and farther
the artist’s mind scatters
to enrapture as the ancient river rises
.
farther and farther
the artist’s mind scatters
disproving theory
that nothing really matters
calling all occupants of planet earth to scatter seed
and have a word with every nagging burden courting travesty
.
enrapture as the ancient river rises
enrapture as the ancient river rises
enrapture as the ancient river rises
enrapture as the ancient river rises
.
enrapture as the ancient river rises
enrapture as the ancient river rises
enrapture as the ancient river rises
.
painting fresh horizons on the parchment of the ages
breathing light and shade into the heart of fraying pages
keeping night and day au fait as every cycle changes
vital as the signs of life delighted as i made it
disinclined to mankind’s wish to prize miseducation
redefined of altitude through gratitude’s persuasion
praising favour’s latitude as avenues are flavoured
with the appetite to heighten each occasion
.
the mystic quill within his palm
the word farewell crossed out
the scribe then wept the treasured tears
sincerely blessed devout
a pile of leaves to rest his head
felt home without a doubt
this brought about the end of forty days and nights of drought
.

Richard Charles Stevens

Keeper of The Crimson Quill

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