Lost in the woods
Your face turned to leaves
Your feet turned to roots
As you danced with the trees
The Sun will shine over
The oak you became
And see that you grow
Past the guilt and the shame
A Poetic Dive into the Creative Unconscious
Lost in the woods
Your face turned to leaves
Your feet turned to roots
As you danced with the trees
The Sun will shine over
The oak you became
And see that you grow
Past the guilt and the shame