Wisdom
When Wisdom tells me that the world’s a speck
Lost on the shoreless blue of God’s To-Day.
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I smile, and think, ‘For every man his way:
The world’s my ship, and I’m alone on deck!’
And when he tells me that the world’s a spark
Lit in the whistling gloom of God’s To-Night.
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I look within me to the edge of dark,
And dream, ‘The world’s my field, and I’m the lark,
Alone with upward song, alone with light!’
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Siegfried Sassoon
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