The Unevolved Psyche

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Strange fruit found
In the garden of delight.
Fresh thoughts drowned
In golden lakes of light.
Summer on a hill
And all life’s attractions blurred
In kaleidoscopic sight.
And no man knows the question.

Raven on the rise,
Battling winter wind.
Feeding on the lies
Of all who say they’ve sinned.
Bleak midwinter chill;
The rip of life’s illusion
From all the hopes you pinned.
And no man knows the question.

13. No Man Knows
(McGowan) Strange chords, strange rhythm….strange little song - but I like it. --Davy Yes, same here. --Jore