Vanity

And all immortality belongs with the Almighty; And all of eternity belongs to the Almighty; And all the affairs of man And man himself Are but like dewdrops at sunrise. And every passing day, And every passing night, Mortality compulsorily and subtly crosses through The vast emptiness to meet us for our mulct. And he comes while we are awake. And he comes while we are asleep. And he comes like a shadow in the dark. Unnoticed. Every day and every night. And soon it will be sunset And man and all his endeavours Will become but subtle shadows of themselves Steadily flickering out.