This arrangement of Pathfinder pays homage to A Darker Way by Try Unity.
Listen to Pathfinder by Richard Charles Stevens (Darklight Suite)
Compiled from the parts of a heart long at ease
I embark upon safari
Down the pathway
Through the trees
Ill at ease initially
Traditionally perceived to be a mystery
To those who knew my history
Yet missed the mark consistently
When fitting me for disregarded stitchery
Permitting me no elbow room to breathe
.
Lobbying for votes that mine was hobby
Thus denoting the embodiment of rock to dash my hopes
Quoted as an oddity
Some way from a commodity
Remote in methodology
Therefore odds on to choke
My endnotes were declared
While they prepared a heavy dose
Of the reality that actually had fractured me
Disclosed to see the back of me
And bid me adios
In fever deemed appropriate to host
.
The closer I became to the compose of closing symphony
The more I felt reposed to all the cloaks that had it in for me
For principally they willed me on
To whimsically reveal a song
Of everlong and every vulnerability prolonged
By my affinity to bleed to feed the throng
And not a single beat of this felt wrong
.
No mystery
For those who know my history
Will see me strive consistently
To bid reprise to e’er abiding dream
.
My heart was long at ease
As I embarked upon safari
Down the pathway
Through the trees
Where I felt halfway to release
Appeasing branches seen as gnarly
Pleased the deepest part of me
All interleaving arteries
To be deemed as a masterpiece
.
Setting forth on destined course
Enthroned from unsuspected source
Resting spores protecting me
From rivals sent to pester me
Relying on the best of me
To not amount to much
And thus subjecting me to unrelenting force
.
Compiled from the parts of a heart long at ease
.
I embark upon safari
Down the pathway
Through the trees
.
Compiled from the essence ever present
I became the grateful tenant
As the crescent moon resumed its luminescence
Many lessons had been learned
As I returned to adolescence
Where I last caressed the tethers of belief
Cleaved yet never severed
Were my reasons to proceed
With acquiescence to endeavour down the pathway
Through the trees
.
The closer I became to the compose of closing symphony
The more I felt reposed to all the cloaks that had it in for me
For principally they willed me on
To whimsically reveal a song
Of everlong and every vulnerability prolonged
By my affinity to bleed to feed the throng
And not a single beat of this felt wrong
.
Compiled from the parts of a heart long at ease
I embark upon safari
Down the pathway
Through the trees
Ill at ease initially
Traditionally perceived to be a mystery
To those who knew my history
Yet missed the mark consistently
When fitting me for disregarded stitchery
Permitting me no elbow room to breathe
.
Lobbying for votes that mine was hobby
Thus denoting the embodiment of rock to dash my hopes
Quoted as an oddity
Some way from a commodity
Remote in methodology
Therefore odds on to choke
My endnotes were declared
While they prepared a heavy dose
Of the reality that actually had fractured me
Disclosed to see the back of me
And bid me adios
In fever deemed appropriate to host
.
No mystery
For those who know my history
Will see me strive consistently
To bid reprise to e’er abiding dream
.
No mystery
For those who know my history
Will see me strive consistently
To bid reprise to e’er abiding dream
.
Richard Charles Stevens
Keeper of The Crimson Quill
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