Nowhere

At two past midnight
I had strange visitors.
Were they lost? Were they guides?
The Night only knows!

Unseen stars,
the light of a doubt,
soul scars,
the Maze and the Way Out:

I miss their secret teachings.
They’re nowhere to be found!
Nowhere, they said.
Nowhere, I only remember!

Nowhere.
Where all my dreams have gone.
Nowhere.
The place where Love was born!

© Frédéric Georges Martin