Water that walks
On two legged rivers
The flow’s not so constant
Yet the rivers still run
From a great glassy source
To the porcelain sea
And the small crimson streams
That branch off in between
A Poetic Dive into the Creative Unconscious
Water that walks
On two legged rivers
The flow’s not so constant
Yet the rivers still run
From a great glassy source
To the porcelain sea
And the small crimson streams
That branch off in between