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