The sky is deep, the sky is dark, <br />The light of stars is so damn stark. <br />When I look up, I fill with fear. <br />If all we have is what lies here, <br />this lonely world, this troubled place, <br />then cold dead stars and empty space . . . <br />Well, I see no reason to persevere, <br />no reason to laugh or shed a tear, <br />no reason to sleep or ever to wake, <br />no promises to keep, and none to make. <br />And so at night I still raise my eyes <br />to study the clear but mysterious skies - <br />that arch above us, as cold as stone. <br />Are you there, God? Are we alone?<br /><br />Dean Koontz<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/sole-survivor-2/
