SPINNING THE DAY THROUGH MY HEAD

Nothing above. 
Nothing below 
Here is my heart. 
Where shall I go?
  Nothing to left.
Nothing to right.
Here is my song .
Where is the light?
       
Nothing behind.
Nothing before.
Here is my brain.
Where is the door?
  There is no door.
There is no light.
Go with the song,
Else all is night.

 

 


© Roger Zelazny