Oceans of lava
Beaches of glass
With no souls to wander
There’s no time to pass
When the last conscience faded
The true world took shape
Four dimensional mural
That was painted by fate
A Poetic Dive into the Creative Unconscious
Oceans of lava
Beaches of glass
With no souls to wander
There’s no time to pass
When the last conscience faded
The true world took shape
Four dimensional mural
That was painted by fate