Who moved the black castle 

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 realised 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.