The Golden Darkness/Man
MAN.
Beyond this world of circumstance
There may be gods who know the why,
I only know man seems afraid
Of beauty’s face beneath the sky.
There may be gods who know the why,
I only know man seems afraid
Of beauty’s face beneath the sky.
Out of the earth’s warm living breast
He finds more use for stones than flowers,
He builds a breastwork of grim roofs
Against the blue and silver hours.
He finds more use for stones than flowers,
He builds a breastwork of grim roofs
Against the blue and silver hours.
To hide himself from coming dawn
And sunset’s glorious retreat
Down the horizon’s rim of fire,
He builds a trench he calls a street.
And sunset’s glorious retreat
Down the horizon’s rim of fire,
He builds a trench he calls a street.
And in the night he buys and lusts
With youth and innocence the price,
And all the while above him hang
The golden stars of Paradise!
With youth and innocence the price,
And all the while above him hang
The golden stars of Paradise!