No matter where you are in life You are NEVER alone
From childhood’s hour I have not beenÂ
As others were—I have not seenÂ
As others saw—I could not bringÂ
My passions from a common spring—
From the same source I have not takenÂ
My sorrow—I could not awakenÂ
My heart to joy at the same tone—
And all I lov’d—I lov’d alone—
Then—in my childhood—in the dawnÂ
Of a most stormy life—was drawnÂ
From ev’ry depth of good and illÂ
The mystery which binds me still—
From the torrent, or the fountain—
From the red cliff of the mountain—
From the sun that ’round me roll’dÂ
In its autumn tint of gold—
From the lightning in the sky
As it pass’d me flying by—
From the thunder, and the storm—
And the cloud that took the formÂ
(When the rest of Heaven was blue)Â
Of a demon in my view—
Edgar Allen Poe