The Half Remarkable Question
Who moved the white queen
When Gimmel and Daleth where standing between
Out of the evening growing a veil
Pining for the pine woods that ached for the sail
There's something forgotten I want you to know
The freckles of rain are telling me so
O, it's the old forgotten question
What is that we are part of
What is it that we are
And an elephant madness has covered the sun
The judge and the juries they play for the fun
They've torn up the roses and washed all the soap
And the martyr who marries them dares not elope
O, it's the never realized question
O long, o long e're yet my eyes
Braved the gates enormous fire
And the body folded 'round me
And the person in me grew
The flower and its petal
The root and its grasp
The earth and its bigness
The breath and its gasp
The mind and its motion
The foot and its move
The life and its pattern
The heart and its love
O, it's the half remarkable question
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