Spinninghead
Hugh Wilson, Spike P K Mason
The only certainty is
All is uncertain
But for You
But for You are
The only certainty is
All is uncertain
But for You
But for You are
We are in constant motion
Who can define ‘the now’?
No sooner conceived, than gone
The planet itself spins
And around a star, it spins again
The system sojourns endlessly through nothing!
Nothing
Void
Empty
Nothing
Void
Empty
Nothing
Void
Empty
Until our endlessly spinning atoms, beating hearts, lungs, blood and stone
Fill the void
Spinning headlong
shattering at the sound
Laughter tears light warmth breath
Spinning and spinning
It’s no wonder I get dizzy