Stranded on the rings of Saturn
Sitting on the ledge
The Sun is distant way out here
Close to the system’s edge
I’ve walked along this icy path
For who can say how long
The end is just the start again
So goes the circle song
A Poetic Dive into the Creative Unconscious
Stranded on the rings of Saturn
Sitting on the ledge
The Sun is distant way out here
Close to the system’s edge
I’ve walked along this icy path
For who can say how long
The end is just the start again
So goes the circle song