At the End
Fearlessly, into the Unknown
Go forth, thou little soul.
Launch out upon the trackless sea,
Nor wind nor stars to pilot thee,
Alone, alone, alone!
Thine is a helpless plight.
Thou canst not turn thy helm,
Nor reach the harbor any more;
Thou driftest to an unguessed shore,
Dark, dark the night
Yet launch and take no care;
For what can care avail?
In the dark void, the awful space,
Where wand'rest thou to find thy place,
Thy God is even there.
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