Behold, from the land of the farther suns <br />I returned. <br />And I was in a reptile-swarming place, <br />Peopled, otherwise, with grimaces, <br />Shrouded above in black impenetrableness. <br />I shrank, loathing, <br />Sick with it. <br />And I said to him, <br />"What is this?" <br />He made answer slowly, <br />"Spirit, this is a world; <br />This was your home."<br /><br />Stephen Crane<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/behold-from-the-land-of-the-farther-suns-2/
