Belief

I close my eyes, and listen to the music in my head...
Without seeing, without smelling, without hearing, without touching...
Yet I still feel the world spinning round and round...
As the outer world slows down, the inner world speeds up.
Where does this feeling come from? Where does it go?
I'm walking blindly, in the journey of life...
Clinching on only to the belief, that everything will turn out fine...
~jozhade