Hidden beneath
A stone at the edge
Of the tree’s noontime shadow
A memory lies
The right time and space
Will lead to this place
Before the sea rises
And ensures it’s erased
A Poetic Dive into the Creative Unconscious
Hidden beneath
A stone at the edge
Of the tree’s noontime shadow
A memory lies
The right time and space
Will lead to this place
Before the sea rises
And ensures it’s erased