Man and the Cosmos
By August W. Derleth
By August W. Derleth
Death lies athwart the frozen dark
Where never the song of a lark
Has echoed; here breeds the unknown spawn
Of evil, here where there is no dawn.
Where never the song of a lark
Has echoed; here breeds the unknown spawn
Of evil, here where there is no dawn.
None but man deserts the light
For probing in this endless night;
None but he dares the icy breath
Of the lurking cosmic death.
For probing in this endless night;
None but he dares the icy breath
Of the lurking cosmic death.
Only a tiny atom of flesh
Webbed in an unanswerable mesh
Of questions and burning doubt,
Wanting to known what Life’s about
Webbed in an unanswerable mesh
Of questions and burning doubt,
Wanting to known what Life’s about
