MADNESS
“Nothingwithout a cause,”You say.Why did the windPoint with a thinLean finger then?“Laws behind the laws,And behind all a mind.”A mind: just so.Somebody telling it to!Bidding it point and beckonAnd wave;Bidding it blast and blackenAll life was,With thoughts of one in a grave,And wind stroking the grass.
“Nothingwithout a cause,”You say.Why did the windPoint with a thinLean finger then?“Laws behind the laws,And behind all a mind.”A mind: just so.Somebody telling it to!Bidding it point and beckonAnd wave;Bidding it blast and blackenAll life was,With thoughts of one in a grave,And wind stroking the grass.
“Nothingwithout a cause,”You say.Why did the windPoint with a thinLean finger then?
“Nothingwithout a cause,”
You say.Why did the wind
Point with a thin
Lean finger then?
“Laws behind the laws,And behind all a mind.”A mind: just so.Somebody telling it to!
“Laws behind the laws,
And behind all a mind.”
A mind: just so.
Somebody telling it to!
Bidding it point and beckonAnd wave;Bidding it blast and blackenAll life was,With thoughts of one in a grave,And wind stroking the grass.
Bidding it point and beckon
And wave;
Bidding it blast and blacken
All life was,
With thoughts of one in a grave,
And wind stroking the grass.