how doth thou reason the earth beneath thy feet?
how doth thou reason the earth beneath thy feet,
when the white red rose’s burnt leaves still smell so sweet?
how doth thou vanquish all that surrounds,
between the cage across the hills, abound!
how do thou find the explanation
to all came from the great mother’s creation?
how doth thou see and stand to tell,
ev’ry enchantment to life’s rare spell.
-Lady Charlotte Burrwick