Wallace Stevens - Of Mere Being lyrics
[Wallace Stevens - Of Mere Being lyrics]
The palm at the end of the mind
Beyond the last thought, rises
In the bronze decor
A gold-feathered bird
Sings in the palm, without human meaning
Without human feeling, a foreign song
You know then that it is not the reason
That makes us happy or unhappy
The bird sings its feathers shine
The palm stands on the edge of space
The wind moves slowly in the branches
The bird's fire-fangled feathers dangle down
Beyond the last thought, rises
In the bronze decor
A gold-feathered bird
Sings in the palm, without human meaning
Without human feeling, a foreign song
You know then that it is not the reason
That makes us happy or unhappy
The bird sings its feathers shine
The palm stands on the edge of space
The wind moves slowly in the branches
The bird's fire-fangled feathers dangle down
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